Lyrics
You want funky?
We got funky
Who's got funky?
We got funky
You said funky?
Violent and funky
Violent and funky
Violent and funky
Violent and funky
Violent and funky
Sticks and stones may break some bones
But a .357 gonna blow your damn head off
You take the pen and I'll take the sword
You can write some shit 'til I cut your fuckin' head off
You want funky?
We got funky
What kind of funky?
Violent and funky
You want funky?
We got funky
What kind of funky?
Violent and funky
Violent and funky
Violent and funky
Violent and funky
Violent and funky
Do unto others as you would do unto yourself
'Cause for me that's damn easy 'cause I hate myself
A penny saved is a penny earned
But a stolen case of beer gets you a hell of a lot drunker
Early to bed and early to rise
Makes a man healthy, wealthy and boring
It ain't over 'til the fat lady sings
And the big bitch is choking on a chunk of salami
You want funky?
We got funky
What kind of funky?
Violent and funky
Violent and funky
Violent and funky
Violent and funky
Violent and funky
You know it's snapped lika Mutha
You know we're snappin' lika Mutha (Mutha!)
You want funky?
We got funky
What kind of funky?
Violent and funky
You said funky?
We got funky
Violent and funky
Violent and funky
Violent and funky
Violent and funky
Violent and funky
Violent and funky
Violent and funky
Violent and funky
You know we're snappin' lika Mutha
