[Intro: Rodney O & Joe Cooley]
But you don't hear me though

[Refrain: Rodney O & Joe Cooley]
Funk, funk, funky
Funk, funk, funky
Funk, funk, funky
Funk, funk, funky

[Verse 1: Rodney O]
Look who's hangin' out with the Falcons
Just because you're on top of a mountain
But what goes up must come down, bro
They didn't care about you four years ago
So what you gonna do when it starts sinkin'?
Get engaged to the pipe and start drinkin'
I don't know but I'll never be sucker's friend
Just because a fool's makin' dead presidents
Rodney O & Joe Cooley don't play that
And you know we never come off wack
I'm only down with my homies from the get-go
I ain't down with O.P.P. and a sideshow
If you don't like it, then I'm throwin' up my finger
Rodney O's keepin' onе in the chamber
Who you're foolin', damn surе not Rodney O
Back to the hook, fool, but you don't hear me though
[Refrain: Rodney O & Joe Cooley]
Funk, funk, funky
Funk, funk, funky
Funk, funk, funky
Funk, funk, funky

[Verse 2: Joe Cooley]
Here I go with the flow, some dope stuff from Joe
Why don't you sit back, and yo, and bop with the tempo
So what up, fellas? Yeah, I got the funky jam
Come up on your blindside, ah yeah, here I am
I'm not down with that R&B, it make me sick
Singin' and frontin', tryna add a rap a little bit
You know what I'm talkin' about, that stuff's not real rap
They try to add the hip-hop flavor and it's still wack
Rodney O, Joe Cooley got the gangster track
Comin' off strong, we're not givin' no slack
Kickin' street lyrics 'cause I know it would stick
I got the hoochie mamas, yeah, they jumpin' on it
Sit back, the rap lovers and smile
The Cooley's about to be your entertainment for a while
You love it, you like it, it's a straight up rap show
And to you R&B fans, you don't hear me though

[Scratching: Joe Cooley]
[Interlude: Rodney O]
Y'all ready for this?
Ooh-wee
Ooh-wee

[Verse 3: Rodney O]
Time for me to kick another fly funky verse
And if I die, put a sound system in my hearse
"You Don't Hear Me Tho'," is the title, bro
I'm callin' money when I slam down my domino
Uh, fever in the funk house, yeah
And if you play, then you know what I'm talkin' about
Who you foolin' when you say that you can fade the O?
I got a New York critic in a chokehold
He dissed my record 'cause he didn't like my vocals
Now I'm showin' him the meaning of loco
I'm not friends with my peers, so I'm overlooked
I got the P-Funk, fool, on a funky hook
I'm payin' suckers back for all the years of dissin' me
But now I'm rollin' and there ain't no stoppin' me
Rodney O and Joe down with the psycho
Back to the hook, fool, but you don't hear me though

[Refrain: Rodney O & Joe Cooley]
Funk, funk, funky
Funk, funk, funky
Funk, funk, funky
Funk, funk, funky
[Verse 4: Joe Cooley & Rodney O]
L.A.'s the place where the hardcore is happenin'
That's the way it is, so that's the way we're rappin'
Some New Yorkers don't know where we comin' from
And one had the nerve to try to diss Compton?
I take it personal when you diss my hood, son
Now you got me wantin' to break you off somethin' (Yeah)
Now you got me wantin' to break you off somethin' (Yeah)
Now you got me wantin' to break you off somethin'

[Bridge: Rodney O, Joe Cooley & Rodney O & Joe Cooley]
Funk, funk, funky
Joe Cooley is funk, funk, funky
Rodney O is funk, funk, funky
This jam is funk, funk
But you don't hear me though

[Refrain: Rodney O & Joe Cooley]
Funk, funk, funky
Funk, funk, funky
Funk, funk, funky
Funk, funk, funky

[Outro: Rodney O & Joe Cooley]
But you don't hear me though