Let the Funk Flow

[Parrish Smith]<br>Relax while I tax, or you can just max<br>It really doesn`t matter, just stay the hell back<br>Poppin much junk, now the time has arose-n<br>I pick your card and your name has been chosen<br>Not all about ?line-opin? or the stick up scene<br>"Let it flow!", you know what I mean<br>I`m the PMD, in the place to be<br>Clock rhymin and I lock ya, around the tick-tocker<br>Suckers steady clockin at the same time jockin<br>So a brother like MD takes a chill and lay low<br>Hypnotize your girl, while the funk flow<br><br>[Erick Sermon]<br>I got my girls to keep me pumpin, just like Getti<br>Use the same fuel as Mario Andretti<br>Kickin butt in the beginning all the way to the end<br>He drives, I rhyme no matter what we win<br>I come fully equipped, with the mic on my hip<br>So if you real, it`s no time to slip<br>Cause when it`s time for some action, check on the Mic-hael Jackson<br>Do a spin grab my nuts, and start taxin<br>Let the MC`s know that I shock like lightning<br>They mess with the E-Double-E, I sounds frightening<br><br>[Parrish] So let the funk flow<br>"Let it flow!"<br><br>[Erick Sermon]<br>Blastoff, and off you go<br>We usually take off fast, but now we take up slow<br>I would say ?bamba yards?, but I`m not leavin<br>I don`t wanna go, but the girlies keep screamin<br>So I will stay, if that`s fine wit you<br>But I won`t leave, until the party is through<br>So while I`m here, let me get funky<br>Fiendin for the rhyme (like a four-deuce junkie)<br>Put the pep in your step, the stride in your glide<br>EPMD them goin nationwide<br><br>[Parrish Smith]<br>While the bass is steady pumpin and the beat be like thumpin<br>You lose your cool, then you start jumpin<br>You`re out of control, and I`m right on track<br>In seconds later I work the bone out your back<br>To mess with the two is to mess with hot water<br>We like to hang, torture then slaughter<br>All sucker MC`s, who proceed to intrude<br>E said (let em slide), say what but I`m in the mood<br>for dishin and dismissin, all those who don`t listen<br>Reel the ones whose in, as if we was fishin<br>So in eighty-eight, no wait I think it`s too late<br>Cause in eighty-seven, you bit on the old bait<br><br>[Erick] So let the funk flow<br>"Let it flow!"<br><br>[Parrish Smith]<br>Lounge homeboy you in the danger zone<br>When the brother PMD is on the microphone<br>The slow momentum of my rhymes are divine and combined<br>to go off beat, and come back on time<br>To maintain and explain, but never sound the same<br>And when it comes to do this, very few remain<br>People on my jock for the rhymes I invent<br>Dip in a phone booth just like Clark Kent<br>Step out dressed to impress, with no intention to fess<br>Chillin HARD, with the P on my chest<br>Rhymin on the mic, while the beat rocks steady<br>Throw a funky fresh rhyme and MC`s fetch it like Freddy<br><br>[Erick Sermon]<br>Listen to heavy metal, hardcore rock n roll<br>Drink a six-pack, maybe Miller or Stroh<br>That`s not the move, it`s about hip-hop<br>The love that y`all playin and screamin had to stop<br>Let`s get it straight for nineteen eighty-eight<br>For it can sound fine for nineteen eighty-nine<br>I hear the girls out there sayin E is hot<br>That only shows you what juice I got<br>And if you don`t like me, and you yellin boo<br>There`s nothin wrong wit me, it`s somethin wrong with you<br>So let the funk flow<br>"Let it flow!"<br><br>[Parrish] So let the funk flow<br>"Let it flow!"<br><br>[Parrish] Yo, this beat is sort of funky<br>[Sermon] Man, I ain`t worried about it, I know it`s funky<br>"Let it flow!"