Funk Hill (shucked and jived) Lyrics

No intros needed ladies and gentlemen, but I'm Hilltop Harold the Snow Hillian, back trying to reach the top ten with a pen again, Dun-a-dun, dun-a-dun, dun-a-dun, small-town hustler, after many millions

I just came through to collect a few dividends, do a few hits again, make you move hips again

US citizen, everybody slipping in, find out it's the real wild west we're living in

Pick a state, any state, any one will do you in, all 50 of them

That's half of Benjamin, that's a whole country of fully armed villain men

Anyone with ID and index send them in, I miss when fists were, the way we used to get it in

Sting like Tyson, float like Muhammad, my pack pack's a punch

Because I like soaring through space like a comet, I can spacewalk but I'm not an astronaut

Don't need a suit, I just loot from my closet, blue jeans and butters, I call it blue bonnet

Mostly all black, being totally honest, there's something about the way that gold pops resting on it

Rest in peace pops and my big sis Tracy and everyone we lost who is looking down on us

Had so many gray days, thought I was Macy, it's no parade when you walk towards misconduct

Live for the funk, die for the funk, live for the funk, die for the funk

Still go above and beyond to move product, flow is no object, words I know a lot of

Make them play together, you feel it all in your chakras, to the biters, fuck outta here, Baraka's

Don't start nothing and locals won't start up, fuck around and come up missing in Delmarva

I don't really care for war, just the art of, I prefer to work on my aim like an archer

Heat up the night, moonlight as fire starter, dog in me like I'm from Ann Arbor

But you'll find me down past the harbor, cross the bay bridge and go a bit further

To the flatlands of beaches and shorebirders, hoods, hustlers, horse cops and murder

Twelve come and snatch your freedom like some burglars, cops make me nervous, snitches make me nervouser

Can't stand a shallow bitch ooo the nerve of her, think she deserves a ring cause of her curvature

Eventually it ends with me getting perturbed with her, cause we're speaking different tongues

With no interpreter, I think cosmically a whole different earther-er

Live, die, live, die, live, die, live, die, live