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Ladies and gentlemen
As you know we have something special down here at Birdland this evening
A recording for Blue Note Records
Yeah, yeah, yeah
What's that? Yeah, yeah, yeah
Funky, funky
How 'bout a big hand now
Wait, wait a minute
Groovy, groovy, jazzy, funky
Pounce, bounce, dance as we
Dip in the melodic sea
The rhythm keeps flowin' and drips to MC
Sweet sugar pop, sugar pop, rocks it, pop
You don't stop 'til the sweet beat drops
I sure improve as I stick and move
Vivid poems recited on top of the groove
Smooth my floatin' like a butterfly
Notes set afloat, sung like a lullaby
Brace yourself as the beat hits ya
Dip trip, flip Fantasia
(Yeah, yeah, yeah, what's that?)
Biddy biddy bop (yeah)
Biddy biddy bop (funky, funky)
Feel the beat drop, jazz and hip hop
Drippin' in your dome, makes you zone and bop
Funk and fusion, a fly illusion
Keeps ya coastin' on the rhythm you're cruisin'
Up, down, round and round, rhymes profound
But nevertheless, you gots to get down
Fantasy freak through the beat so unique
You move your feet, the sweat from the heat
Back to the fact, I'm the mac and I know that
The way I kick the rhymes, some would call me a poet
Poems steady flowin', growin', showin' sights and sound
Caught in the groove in Fantasia, I'm found
Many trip the tour upon the rhymes they soar
To an infinite height to the realm of the hardcore
Here we go, off I take ya
Dip trip, flip Fantasia
(Yeah, yeah, yeah, what's that?)
Biddy biddy bop (yeah)
Biddy biddy bop (funky, funky)
(Yeah, yeah, yeah, what's that?)
Biddy biddy bop (yeah)
Biddy biddy bop (funky, funky)
Jump to the jam, boogie woogie jam slam
Bust the dialect, I'm the man in command
Come flow with the sounds of the mighty mic master