[Intro]
From nowhere.. from nowhere.. from nowhere.. from nowhere..
From nowhere.. from nowhere.. from nowhere..
{*helicopter circling overhead*}
Okay everybody listen up okay? Craig Mack`s in the building alright?
He`s on the premises, I need you three on the roof
You coordinate the left wing
He must not get into the terminal to access the Funk Da World secrets
I repeat, he must get into the terminal
I want him stopped I don`t care what it takes alright?
Move out, now, c`mon let`s go let`s go let`s go!
{*helicopter swoops down, then suddenly boots hitting ground*}
{*torch is fired up and starts cutting through something*}
Yo Mack! There`s somebody on the roof man!
[Mack] Yeah I know man. Just another second man.
C`mon man, we gotta do this shit!
[Mack] I know, I`m gettin the door open man!
[Mack] Come right now, come right now, come right now
[Mack] I swear, come right now - two more seconds, two more seconds
[Mack] Look look look look look
{*bolt or something metal hits the ground*} {*alarms go off*}
[Mack] Uhh!
Yeah son.
[Mack] Shit, the 4-5 man. I ain`t got the damn..
[Mack] I ain`t got the fuckin modulation.
Yeah you got it.
[Mack] Control pads man.
You got that.
[Mack] Alright look - I need the voice modulation. {*typing*}
[Mack] Yo (?) do me a favor man, set the detenators man.
[Mack] Let`s get the fuck up outta here.
Yeah yeah, I got that, I got that.
[Mack] {*typing*} Denied.
I set it up so that if ANYBODY gets up in here the whole shit blows.
[Mack] {*typing fast*} Denied.
[Mack] {*typing*} 4-5-76-0-2 look BANG!
Access granted.
[Craig Mack]
Computer! How ya doin bwoy?
This is the Mack in fullavicious funk flav bwoy, how we goin?
Initiate code sequence for Project: Funk Da World
{*typing*} Dash oh-4-7, 6-9, zero-10
Coming out, ninety-four {*typing*} boom!
Hahh bwoy
Kickin it Mack, bwoy
Nobody`s rappin like me and that`s clear
I got this mad style, beats from next year
The style, I bring, is shitting
Get used to the format cause old one`s be quitting
Buckle in for the funk funk funk
And let the king of swingers drive Benz out the trunk
I`m the magnificent, roaster, who`s the man?
Run down and low to the promised land
No compromise on my rise
Strappin in mad biddly beats, nothin capsized
So go on, wait `til fuckin break of dawn
The new grip is here, Jig will tell you it`s on
Mack`s back, full effect
But this is my freestyle, so yo wait a sec (HAH)
Don`t try to push or your fronts might feel it
And if you got size then I gots to reveal
Out comes the chrome and the shiny
With the (?), that thing`s for your heiny (BLAOW!)
So meet the genuine, keep it on the hush hush
That slow flow ain`t the only way I crush
I break it down to stone like Medusa
You lose ta what you ain`t used ta
All aboard express train for pain
Bigger than membranes that leave you in stains
Now hang on cause my freestyle`s a winner
The verse slayer, so say a prayer like your dinner
MC`s all know that I`m a menace (I`m a menace)
And I won`t finish.. until you finish (HAH)
I come from a life of a corner
Waitin for my house fat pool plus a sauna
Craig Mack`s the man cause I got it
And ain`t a motherfuckin soul (?) (not a motherfucker bwoy)
Cause I`ma boom bash, crash, smash
Your whole program your program ain`t worth a damn
The unquestionable, impressionable messiah
Like that John Sparks say, the world is on fire
So take your time cause your turn`s gettin closer
The new world`s now hell and Craig Mack`s the host
Ghost (one..)
And now, Project: Funk Da World bwoy, hahhh!
Hahh, Mack-a-docious, presents..
