Gittin' Funky

(Come on)
 (Come on baby)
 (Yeah)
 The ingredients for comin correct we select
 On the set beats and rhymes that are both in check
 Hurby's behind the board cold gettin respect
 We are Kid 'n Play in total effect
 We're getttin funky, up to par
 And that's with a hyped up beat just playin on the guitar
 You'll feel the bass, it's soft and wet - yes, honey
 You'll get a taste, but not just yet - right, money?
 The beat is live, troop, so don't front on it
 Get it while the getting's good and just jump on it
 Minute by minute, yo, hour by hour
 Kid 'n Play got soul power
 We're gittin funky
 We're not profilin, we're freestylin
 Got you dancin in the aisle and, you be smilin
 From ear to ear, let's make this clear, dear
 Ridin the range on the rap frontier
 Here, is where we stand by popular demand
 Let's have a hand for the 4 man band
 Other MC's in the dust trailin
 We got quick on the horns just wailin around
 So if you're feelin down we're gonna cure that
 With the hyped up sound makin sure that
 A troopers gonna say at the end of the night
 That the boys were right and they rocked the mic
 Gittin funky
 Just call me Play I say, you gotta listen close
 If you don't dance to this, then you're comatose
 Cause I'm fierce, I'll pierce your soul
 Step back, relax, Jack, watch the heads roll
 A rhymin editor, competator competative
 So hyper you're gonna need a sedative
 Just take a hike on a bike when I'm on the mic
 Told you I'm a cobra, I'm ready to strike
 Administer, sinister, right, so savage
 Axe to the wax, I'm gonna do damage
 Like a volcano about to erupt
 Get set, I'm gonna wind it up
 I'm gittin funky
 I see you standin with the dumb look on your face
 Hey, if you came here to stand, you're in the wrong place
 You got to move your feet so there's no doubt
 Cause when I drop the beat it's time to work out
 Onto the floor, let's start to go off
 This ain't hardcore. but yo, it ain't soft
 You been throwin wack rhymes at me
 Right 'n exact, I'm doin exactly
 What I wanna do, and what you gonna do
 Is clap your hands when I get in front of you
 Hype beats and rhymes are the recipe
 Yo man - don't even mess with me
 We're gittin funky
 A style that's bold, so cold that it'll freeze ya
 Numb your mind, give ya amnesia
 You'll forget why you ever stepped up to bat
 You try to dis, hah, we'll have none of that
 Listen to me, I'm known to please, gonna
 Lift up the crowd like Hercules when I
 I step to the stage the microphone I seize
 And defy you to try and take it from me
 Your brain must be numb if you think you got my number
 Boy, you're just dumb and I think you're gettin dumber
 To think that you could handle the Kid, ha-ha, just to dis
 Yo, I'm the best at this
 I'm gittin funky