Intro (multiple triggers)
Funky.


Verse One

I am the F, the U, the N. K, in spite of what your friends say,
I'm something like a Sensei, especially how my pen spray,
I put my pen to paper in a way that no one can say,
"this brother ain't that nice upon the mic, he kinda flimsy",
cos’ that would be like saying that I ain't that entertaining,
and literally complaining, defaming something amazing,
but I just bring that dopeness on each and every occasion,
and break it down to people like mathematic equations,
I'm black and I am current so you can say that I'm raisin*
the standard of the music so people keep on embracing,
sometimes I am verbatim sometimes I'm just paraphrasing,
I write these words to touch you, you feeling what I am saying?
I came to leave my mark like a two-year old with a crayon,
and get these people swaying with everything I'm conveying,
the first step is the training, the second step is the weigh-in,
seconds up, round one, I ain't playing.


Chorus (x2)

I don’t play,
funky, funky, funky, funky, funky,
funky, funky, funky, funky, funky, funky,
I’m like a broken VCR, because I don’t play.


Verse Two

I'm too N. I. C. E. At least that's how they see me,
but hardly on the TV, and make it look so easy,
yo’ I can stop the beat and kinda’ rub it like a Genie,
and I am so extremely confident no one can beat me,
I came from humble beginnings and ran with heroes and villains,
and hung with many civilians, who tried to sell me opinions,
but I don't buy it just because you said it, so dead it,
them words ain't got no merit, they ain't got no credit, forget it,
I'm too invincible and working from a principal
that's unequivocal; sometimes I'm plotting like a criminal,
so rottenous subliminals cannot affect me,
especially when I've trained and perfected my technique,
yo', I'm so explosive, composing music that's so impulsive,
the diagnosis is just a dosage of dopeness,
a potion hypnosis to keep your mind focused
on everything I'm saying, word is born I'm not playing.


Chorus (x2)


Verse Three

I got the C. L. A. the S. S.
I'm bringing you the essence in each and every sentence,
so when you in my presence, you hear something impressive
and extremely expressive, you can call it progressive,
enough to take a lesson from this beat-making, rhyme-slaying,
heat-making, nah’m saying? One of the best nah' mean?
the impact and the beat will hit your chest, nah 'mean?
lean back, hit the floor, white chalk, crime scene,
bloodstains on my hands, get my clothes dry-cleaned,
I'm a pro; I've been making it happen from my teens,
So every time I step in the arena, I completely guarantee ya'
of a performance that never falls short,
sometimes I bring the ruckus, but I'm told it's all sport,
you wanna’ try and play me? Well the ball’s in your court,
so fix your Air Jordans, but I'mma keep scoring,
cos’ no matter what happens ain't no use in you ignoring I ain't playing


Chorus (x2)