Comin` Out the Cellar — текст песни (Five Fingers of Funk)

One two let me tell you we`re comin` out the cellar
(repeated endlessly)
So get me on the mic I`ll be the ill-funk fella

Here comes the fingers on the ill-funk flow
Pete freaks the beat just so everybody knows
I`m coming correct and cathing wreck just like a drunk driver
`Cause ain`t nobody liver than the Mr. Mad-Miser

With the Fingers I`ll bring you something new to scoop up
From ballers to the poop-butts we never need to loop up
Old funk grooves `cause we`ll move you with the live shit
So peace to the crew one two you don`t quit

Oh shit we keep it going on the Fingers never going wrong
Rhymes dripping off the lip it`s like I`m singing the lemon song
Pete out the cellar got to drop the bomb
`Cause I`ll be getting funky like your mom`s under arms

Repeat chorus a bunch, listen to Mac
Then repeat chorus again