They say I'm thinkin too hard, no this is an art form
I'm gon make it hard for 'em, let my brain start pourin
Stormin like sleet, in heavy sheets and hard torrents
Why is the dark horseman pullin your card so heartwarmin
I rock harder than Stephen the Martyr
Cuz I'm a parta, somethin that holds water
Ya floatin in a bowl wit a hole in the bottom, made of porcelain
Flush ya down, and if ya won't go, then I'ma force ya in
Wit a plunger, again and again ya goin under
LIke a softball pitch, cuz I heard ya'll switched
Straight forgot ya'llz niche, like a butch wit jock strap itch
Like the day that the South got rich
The downfall, ya'll love alcohol
But ya kids sip the Lipton Tea down the hall
And got the gall to talk about keepin it real, don't be silly ya'll...

Hook 1x
Come now come down wit it
Come down wit the Funkstalsis
Who's sound is this
(BROWN)
I dunno ya'll that flow ya'll
He ain James
But he got soul I just know he gon
(CLOWN)
He got Soul plus Bars
In the name of James spit flames
Engineering from the Soul Train
So Black & so Brown
All roots below grown
Throwback, he throws DOWN

Time to fall like Humpty Dumpty off the wall rockin
Like Bruce Banner, out the back of the helicopter
Get down harder than you can imagine, it's tragic
Even Jordan went to Disney World believin in Magic
And I'm a lyrical theme park, now let ya mind wander
In the place to be, hey, I'll even waive the fee
Up to poverty from outta slavery
so when I start talkin bout gettin free
You better believe everybody wit me... bay-bay
It's gonna be hard tryna babysit me... bebe
I multiply like Bebe, and chi-ching, and mo problems
Only say what I know; no se? Y no habla
You the Greatest Of All Time and I'm El Chupacabra
Chew up and swalla any goats and any sheep that follow
Always gonna be more wax than fire on the candelabra

Hook 1x
Come now come down wit it
Come down wit the Funkstalsis
Who's sound is this
(BROWN)
I dunno ya'll that flow ya'll
He ain James
But he got soul I just know he gon
(CLOWN)
He got Soul plus Bars
In the name of James spit flames
Engineering from the Soul Train
So Black & so Brown
All roots below grown
Throwback, he throws DOWN

You might as well be boxin rain to be completely honest
I'm like the force of nature on a helpless correspondent
Stay on ya toes, but ya sole got no rubber on it
Call me bare cuz the smell of defeat is the strongest
When I'm on it all the snobs pinch they nostrils funk
A dead body? I ain scared of gettin hostile punk
I'm like a Shaolin monk: Keep it peace
but style like five beasts just to keep from seeing obese
Five beasts, people used to call me Voltron
...Cuz I'm always in my element
Even when in bondage I'm a masochistic mummy
You just might be playin chicken against a crash test dummy
I... give it away cuz I know that you wanted to take it from me
...I don't need respect, that be outta sequence
Ye ain even livin decent yet; homewreck
Run away as far as you can freakin get

Africa to Kemet; protect ya headquarters
Keep pickin dat Afro til ya leavin the pick in
Chaotic is the inclination of the naturale
Keep that line for the free, I'm the lyrical cat's meow
Been outta the bag for ever, how ya'll gonna catch me now
How? Spotted MCs from the crowd like owls
Who if they had wisdom and vision, wouldn't howl so loud
FULL MOON NO CLOUDS

Hook x1
Come now come down wit it
Come down wit the Funkstalsis
Who's sound is this
(BROWN)
I dunno ya'll that flow ya'll
He ain James
But he got soul I just know he gon
(CLOWN)
He got Soul plus Bars
In the name of James spit flames
Engineering from the Soul Train
So Black & so Brown
All roots below grown
Throwback, he throws DOWN