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PERFORMING ARTISTS
Lords of the Underground
Lords of the Underground
Performer
COMPOSITION & LYRICS
Alterik Wardick
Alterik Wardick
Composer
Dupre Kelly
Dupre Kelly
Composer
Marlon Williams
Marlon Williams
Composer

Lyrics

[Verse 1]
Psycho, psycho, psycho, psycho
Psycho, psycho, psycho, psycho
[Verse 2]
Excuse me, Mr. Funke man (Yes, DoItAll)
Can I take the stand and slam like Bam Bam? (Like who?)
Like Bam Bam, that kid from Bedrock
And don't turn around 'cause you might get popped
Uh one-two, microphone check from the mid-brain
This time the ruckus from my brother who's insane
Strictly one then two then to the corners
Break down the alley just to jig another hit
[Verse 3]
Freestyle's steppin' but free cut too frequently
Rhymes that bring it back soon or immediately
My force is strong like Obi Wan Kenobi
Some don't believe so now I had to show these
Styles the difference, the force, the pattern
Just another brother know what's happening
I'm strong with the strength of King Kong
I can slam an MC from here to Hong Kong
[Verse 4]
Like ding dong can bell his gong without a hammer
I drop slang like shit in a Pamper
Then collect props here till I touch it
Hang some to Funke, man, and you'll get snuffed
I'm psycho (Psycho, psycho, psycho)
Psycho, psycho, psycho, psycho
Psycho, psycho, psycho, psycho
Psycho, psycho, psycho, psycho
[Verse 5]
Excuse me, DoItAll (Yes, Mr. Funke man)
Can I step onto the plate and smack this great slam? (Like where?)
Like last field past the shortstop
Yeah, step back and the Funke man drop
I don't have it all, so wiggle the microphone right now like normal
Act like you know it, don't get treated like a homo
Stop actin' bad, boy, thinkin' you can hack it
Come on, you must be crazy, put his ass in a straight jacket
[Verse 6]
Funke man's style go wild, rhythms let the Funke man flow
I dunno when I'm just gonna jump up
And hurt another rapper or singer
You touch the microphone, I'ma break your fucking fingers
Like I said you get rolled like a sneaker and back of me
All you see if broken minds that are blowing speakers
So now I grab the microphone and wreck wild
Treat that ass lovely and spank it like my child
[Verse 7]
Follow the rules and get hung like a hanger hit my head
On the wall, they call me Funke wall banger
MC's try to be down, you I do 'em like Homey the clown
More like Jason, I'm gonna have to axe 'em down
'Cause I'm psycho (Psycho, psycho, psycho)
Psycho, psycho, psycho, psycho
Psycho, psycho, psycho, psycho
Psycho, psycho, psycho, psycho
[Verse 8]
Well, I'm nuts, a straight up maniac so call me psycho
Do you have static? Yes, so get the rifle
To kill 'em, smoke 'em, oops I meant choke 'em
With the cord of my mic and watch his head start floating like boom
Just hit the flip, boom bang
I have more ammo than Saddam Hussein
Well, I'm not playing with a toter, my mom was gone like missing
So now it's time for the Funke man to start dissing other rappers
Who couldn't perpetrate as if they're crazy
Pumpin' out quick shit but, yo it just don't phase me
So hit the showers, I rock with mad hours
Never more will I snap shit 'cause yo, I got the power like
He-Man, see, man, yo what's it gonna be, man?
Rock some more ill shit, I make it sound like D-Man
Psycho, psycho, psycho, psycho
Psycho, psycho, psycho, psycho
[Verse 9]
Lo-Lo-Lords of the Underground, they're getting psycho
Lords of the Underground, they're getting psycho
Lords of the Underground, they're getting psycho
Lords of the Underground, they're getting psycho
Lords of the Underground, they're getting psycho
Lords of the Underground, they're getting psycho (Lords of the Underground)
[Verse 10]
My mind is flipped or should I say twisted?
Like Cypress Hill, damn, did I spit this?
I got you wonderin', thinkin' and fumblin'
Instead of stuttering now, you're mu-mu-mumbling
I'm on the X that's thin like glass
So fear the wrath of the psychopath
I'm really buggin' 'cause my nuts and bolts are loose
I think I'm worse than a pigeon that flew the coop
[Verse 11]
I'm about to flip, I think I'm goin' psycho
Psycho, psycho like my man, Michael Myers
I'm in time to pass out the flyers
MC's retire or burn in the fire
I think I'm goin' crazy, oh I mean crazy, yo
Mad Skillz, Mad Skillz, funky man chill
Watch the Funke child, now the kid gone wild
The Lords are leavin' foul psycho style
[Verse 12]
Psycho, psycho, psycho, psycho
Psycho, psycho, psycho, psycho
Psycho, psycho, psycho, psycho
Psycho, psycho, psycho, psycho
[Verse 13]
Psycho, psycho, let's get psycho
Psycho, psycho, George real psycho
Psycho, psycho, Funke's real psycho
Psycho, psycho, DoItAll is psycho
Psycho, psycho, Marley is psycho
Psycho, psycho, Tragedy is psycho
Psycho, psycho, we all is psycho
Psycho, psycho, we all is psycho
Psycho, psycho, we is psycho
Psycho, psycho, we all is psycho
Psycho, psycho, B-Mack is psycho
Psycho, psycho
Written by: Alterik Wardick, Dupre Kelly, Marlon Williams
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