It’s Yours Songtext
von T La Rock
It’s Yours Songtext
Jump, jump, jump on the funk
Jump, jump, jump on the funk
Jump on the funk
Jump, jump, jump on the funk
Open up the curtains and shine the spotlight
Don′t make it too dim or too bright
But just make it okay so the people can focus
And hear you display some of this hocus-pocus
The time is now, sorry to keep you waiting
To fully comprehend the concept I'm stating
It′s E Z Earl with the flick of a wrist
And he can cut to the side and make you fall spliffs
Jump on the funk
Jump, jump, jump on the funk
Jump, jump, jump, jump on the funk
Jump on the funk
Jump, jump, jump, jump, jump, jump, jump on the funk
So rev up the engine, put the clutch in first
And watch the brother Tricky Tee just disperse
'Cause I'm a bad brother when it comes to the rap
And all you other amateurs, you must get slapped
For trying to be a great all-star
But let me tell you, you′re not near but far
You might be confused, you might be amused
But you have no alternative but to choose
My voice that you hear that will consume
Any other MCs to doom, so listen
To the lyrics that I embellish
Sounds so good like a fragrant relish
Tastes so sweet like a glass of Kool-Aid
All you other critics must prepare and send aid
Like a blizzard, I can cause damage
And all you other rappers can′t even manage
To hang with me, the one and only
Who goes by the name of Tricky Tee
'Cause I can rap with a pace you don′t wanna face
Not even detectives can't even trace
′Cause the words I imply are to mortify
Any wrongdoers that will come by
So take a step back and take it all to the bliss
And consider me the new gold medalist
Jump, jump, jump, jump, jump, jump
Jump, jump, jump, jump, jump, jump
Jump, jump, jump, jump, jump, jump
Jump, jump, jump, jump, jump, jump
You know our systems groove to make your body move
The sound that make you wanna get down
Scratch to keep you attached
Tricky Tee and E Z Earl are the perfect match
Jump on the funk
Jump, jump, jump on the funk
Jump, jump, jump, jump on the funk
Jump, jump, jump, jump, jump, jump, jump on the funk
I have the power, the strength, I can go the length
With any other rappers who try to compete
And let me make this clear, I emphasize the word "fear"
To all you contenders, you will beat defeat
'Cause I will take all the money by the way I think
Captivate all the girls by the way I wink
And the people think of me as a commodity
Or a total asset to the industry
′Cause I could never submerge or even forfeit
Any opportunity I'm supposed to get
So relate to the groove that keeps the party grooving
All it is is the beat that keeps the body moving
And the sound all around is reassuring
The trapeze intact and the music's not boring
In the scratch, you can master any DJ′s skill
So take it for granted, E Z Earl is chill
Because the talent that he has, no one can beat
Which makes him very complete, E Z Earl
Mantronix on the beat
Making it funky
Jump on the funk
Jump, jump, jump on the funk
Jump on the funk
Jump, jump, jump on the funk
Jump, jump, jump, jump, jump, jump, jump on the funk
Jump, jump, jump, jump, jump, jump, jump on the funk
Jump, jump, jump on the funk
Jump on the funk
Jump, jump, jump on the funk
Open up the curtains and shine the spotlight
Don′t make it too dim or too bright
But just make it okay so the people can focus
And hear you display some of this hocus-pocus
The time is now, sorry to keep you waiting
To fully comprehend the concept I'm stating
It′s E Z Earl with the flick of a wrist
And he can cut to the side and make you fall spliffs
Jump on the funk
Jump, jump, jump on the funk
Jump, jump, jump, jump on the funk
Jump on the funk
Jump, jump, jump, jump, jump, jump, jump on the funk
So rev up the engine, put the clutch in first
And watch the brother Tricky Tee just disperse
'Cause I'm a bad brother when it comes to the rap
And all you other amateurs, you must get slapped
For trying to be a great all-star
But let me tell you, you′re not near but far
You might be confused, you might be amused
But you have no alternative but to choose
My voice that you hear that will consume
Any other MCs to doom, so listen
To the lyrics that I embellish
Sounds so good like a fragrant relish
Tastes so sweet like a glass of Kool-Aid
All you other critics must prepare and send aid
Like a blizzard, I can cause damage
And all you other rappers can′t even manage
To hang with me, the one and only
Who goes by the name of Tricky Tee
'Cause I can rap with a pace you don′t wanna face
Not even detectives can't even trace
′Cause the words I imply are to mortify
Any wrongdoers that will come by
So take a step back and take it all to the bliss
And consider me the new gold medalist
Jump, jump, jump, jump, jump, jump
Jump, jump, jump, jump, jump, jump
Jump, jump, jump, jump, jump, jump
Jump, jump, jump, jump, jump, jump
You know our systems groove to make your body move
The sound that make you wanna get down
Scratch to keep you attached
Tricky Tee and E Z Earl are the perfect match
Jump on the funk
Jump, jump, jump on the funk
Jump, jump, jump, jump on the funk
Jump, jump, jump, jump, jump, jump, jump on the funk
I have the power, the strength, I can go the length
With any other rappers who try to compete
And let me make this clear, I emphasize the word "fear"
To all you contenders, you will beat defeat
'Cause I will take all the money by the way I think
Captivate all the girls by the way I wink
And the people think of me as a commodity
Or a total asset to the industry
′Cause I could never submerge or even forfeit
Any opportunity I'm supposed to get
So relate to the groove that keeps the party grooving
All it is is the beat that keeps the body moving
And the sound all around is reassuring
The trapeze intact and the music's not boring
In the scratch, you can master any DJ′s skill
So take it for granted, E Z Earl is chill
Because the talent that he has, no one can beat
Which makes him very complete, E Z Earl
Mantronix on the beat
Making it funky
Jump on the funk
Jump, jump, jump on the funk
Jump on the funk
Jump, jump, jump on the funk
Jump, jump, jump, jump, jump, jump, jump on the funk
Jump, jump, jump, jump, jump, jump, jump on the funk
Writer(s): Todd Terry, Kevin Keaton Lyrics powered by www.musixmatch.com

