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  • (feat. Akinyele And Sadat X)
    [Funkmaster Flex]
    YouknowhatI'msayin? 60 Minutes of Funk
    Akinyele, Sadat X UHHHH!
    [Akinyele] Money is the sweetest hangover!
    Funkmaster Flex hittin you with Volume 1 boy
    [Sadat X] Aiyyo I don't wanna get over!
    Mix tape flavor!
    [Sadat X] Money is the sweetest hangover!
    [Akinyele] Aiyyo I don't wanna get over!
    [Sadat X] I be the wild cowboy got a lot of style boy
    Ask some kids around your neighborhood block
    I be seen...
    YouknowhatI'msayin? 60 Minutes of Funk
    Akinyele, Sadat X, UHHHH!
    [Akinyele] Money is the swee...
    YouknowhatI'msayin? 60 Minutes of Funk
    Akinyele, Sadat X, UHHHH!
    [Akinyele] Money is the swee...
    YouknowhatI'msayin? 60 Minutes of Funk
    Akinyele, Sadat X, UHHHH!
    [Akinyele] Money is the sweetest hangover!
    Funkmaster Flex hittin you with Volume 1 boy
    [Sadat X] Aiyyo I don't wanna get over!
    Mix tape flavor!
    [Sadat X] I be the wild/Money is the sweetest hangover!
    [Akinyele] I be the wild/Aiyyo I don't wanna get over!
    [Sadat X]
    I be the wild cowboy got a lot of style
    I be the wild cowboy got a lot of style
    I be the wild cowboy got a lot of style
    I be the wild cowboy got a lot of style boy
    Ask the kids neighbor-neighborhood block
    Hangin-hangin out so-so mindin-mindin the fat spots-spots
    Slams to Aves-Aves on the fat tip [Flex rewinds]
    Arms is time, with the mud for the Scud
    Like Mario Elli jumps out from the G line
    Baby won't you be mine, baby won't you be mine
    [Akinyele]
    I'm flippin up like an addict kickin realism
    Yes insane like Sadaam on the television
    Flippin fat terrorism, yo, Akinyele, this is him
    You probably hear my rhythms through the, tunnels of prison
    Listen word to the coffins of Yusef Hawkins
    Rappers be rappin rough talkin
    But I be clappin guns that be blockin
    To make they ass step like a WalkMan
    You don't, stand a chance against, Mr. Magnificent
    Cause ever since the days of British Walkers
    A sole street talker, New Yorker
    Wailing on your ass like like Parker
    Delivering rhymes/lines like Ceasearian
    Coming from the gut, here to cut you ************s up
    My style as sharp as a MACHETE
    Shredding rappers like SPAGHETTI
    Your crew better jump back in the oven
    Cause them ****** ain't READY
    To deal with crooks
    Even a shark could get his jaws took, from a right hook
    Cause I tap more Chins than the Chinese phonebooks
    [Sadat X] If there's a cure for being rich
    [Akinyele] I don't want it, I don't want it
    [Akinyele] Aiyyo, and if there's a cure for being broke
    [Sadat X] ***** I need it, and I need it
    [Sadat X]
    Hey life to me is no Popcorn Love
    Better saddle up this year with two gloves
    Home, home to me's the range
    Where the deers and the chickenheads get slayed
    Brand Nubian could never be played, wild cowboy
    Cartel, Brand Nubian I love it well
    Put on intent to sell, but the Gods can't be large
    In the Nubian name, I been in the game
    And remain with the fame, and remained the same
    Hey your man's comin home from jail in a month
    He's the big diesel *****, I'm the mid-size *****
    If you don't want it to happen, put his pictures back
    Up on the wall, because I'm not the homewrecker see
    Kicked in the movies, with his Kool-Aid lookin thirst
    But they ain't makin moves cause they know honey
    Been drinkin in bars ridin around in cars
    Fried chicken never tasted so good, recipes from
    The Colonel's steamy chicken box
    Make the temperature sweat, and keep your tight skirt wet
    [Funkmaster Flex]
    60 Minutes of Funk, Volume 1
    Big shout to the Flip Squad
    [Akinyele] So if there's a cure for being rich
    [Sadat X] I don't want it, I don't want it
    [Akinyele] Aiyyo and if there's a cure for being broke
    [Sadat X] ***** I need it, and I need it
    [Akineyle]
    Aiyyo, ****** on my ****
    Cause I stay dropping jewels like the incarcerated version of Slick Rick
    There's no question I'll, damage a professional
    Cause I'm a big child, in this profession
    Scatchin and itchin to set it, like a yeast infection
    Big up to agreement rappers, don't know the half
    Movin like moonwalkers with your backwards ass
    I'm too fast, for those who procrastinate
    Goin bananas like gorillas from the Planet of the Apes
    To play it safe, you punks better wear capes
    You can't escape, when I'm on your fire escape
    Hangin your ass out the window like drapes
    You want beef I bring steak bust your **********ing chop
    It's the Ak, straight up and down, like six o'clock
    I'm amped like watts with a fo'-fo' that go
    Hit that toe and shot, cause word to Sadat
    X marks the spot when it's time to get hot
    [Sadat X] Money is the sweetest hangover!
    [Funkmaster Flex]
    You know what I'm saying, 60 Minutes of Funk
    [Akinyele] I said I don't wanna get over!
    Funkmaster Flex Mix Tape flavor, Volume 1 boy!
    [Akinyele] Money is the sweetest hangover!
    Big shout to my man Akinyele
    [Sadat X] Hey I don't wanna get over!
    Big shout to Sadat X, Queens style buckwild
    [Akinyele] Money is the sweetest hangover!
    You know how I do!
    [Sadat X] Hey I don't wanna get over!
    Big shout to my man Michelob rippin **** in Doo-Doo-Wop Projects
    [Akinyele] Money is the sweetest hangover!
    Boogie Down Bronx till we die yo!
    [Sadat X and Akinyele] I said money is the sweetest hangover!
    [Funkmaster Flex cuts up DJ Kool's "20 Minute workout" as the song ends]
  • (feat. Akinyele And Sadat X)
    [Funkmaster Flex]
    YouknowhatI'msayin? 60 Minutes of Funk
    Akinyele, Sadat X UHHHH!
    [Akinyele] Money is the sweetest hangover!
    Funkmaster Flex hittin you with Volume 1 boy
    [Sadat X] Aiyyo I don't wanna get over!
    Mix tape flavor!
    [Sadat X] Money is the sweetest hangover!
    [Akinyele] Aiyyo I don't wanna get over!
    [Sadat X] I be the wild cowboy got a lot of style boy
    Ask some kids around your neighborhood block
    I be seen...
    YouknowhatI'msayin? 60 Minutes of Funk
    Akinyele, Sadat X, UHHHH!
    [Akinyele] Money is the swee...
    YouknowhatI'msayin? 60 Minutes of Funk
    Akinyele, Sadat X, UHHHH!
    [Akinyele] Money is the swee...
    YouknowhatI'msayin? 60 Minutes of Funk
    Akinyele, Sadat X, UHHHH!
    [Akinyele] Money is the sweetest hangover!
    Funkmaster Flex hittin you with Volume 1 boy
    [Sadat X] Aiyyo I don't wanna get over!
    Mix tape flavor!
    [Sadat X] I be the wild/Money is the sweetest hangover!
    [Akinyele] I be the wild/Aiyyo I don't wanna get over!
    [Sadat X]
    I be the wild cowboy got a lot of style
    I be the wild cowboy got a lot of style
    I be the wild cowboy got a lot of style
    I be the wild cowboy got a lot of style boy
    Ask the kids neighbor-neighborhood block
    Hangin-hangin out so-so mindin-mindin the fat spots-spots
    Slams to Aves-Aves on the fat tip [Flex rewinds]
    Arms is time, with the mud for the Scud
    Like Mario Elli jumps out from the G line
    Baby won't you be mine, baby won't you be mine
    [Akinyele]
    I'm flippin up like an addict kickin realism
    Yes insane like Sadaam on the television
    Flippin fat terrorism, yo, Akinyele, this is him
    You probably hear my rhythms through the, tunnels of prison
    Listen word to the coffins of Yusef Hawkins
    Rappers be rappin rough talkin
    But I be clappin guns that be blockin
    To make they ass step like a WalkMan
    You don't, stand a chance against, Mr. Magnificent
    Cause ever since the days of British Walkers
    A sole street talker, New Yorker
    Wailing on your ass like like Parker
    Delivering rhymes/lines like Ceasearian
    Coming from the gut, here to cut you ************s up
    My style as sharp as a MACHETE
    Shredding rappers like SPAGHETTI
    Your crew better jump back in the oven
    Cause them ****** ain't READY
    To deal with crooks
    Even a shark could get his jaws took, from a right hook
    Cause I tap more Chins than the Chinese phonebooks
    [Sadat X] If there's a cure for being rich
    [Akinyele] I don't want it, I don't want it
    [Akinyele] Aiyyo, and if there's a cure for being broke
    [Sadat X] ***** I need it, and I need it
    [Sadat X]
    Hey life to me is no Popcorn Love
    Better saddle up this year with two gloves
    Home, home to me's the range
    Where the deers and the chickenheads get slayed
    Brand Nubian could never be played, wild cowboy
    Cartel, Brand Nubian I love it well
    Put on intent to sell, but the Gods can't be large
    In the Nubian name, I been in the game
    And remain with the fame, and remained the same
    Hey your man's comin home from jail in a month
    He's the big diesel *****, I'm the mid-size *****
    If you don't want it to happen, put his pictures back
    Up on the wall, because I'm not the homewrecker see
    Kicked in the movies, with his Kool-Aid lookin thirst
    But they ain't makin moves cause they know honey
    Been drinkin in bars ridin around in cars
    Fried chicken never tasted so good, recipes from
    The Colonel's steamy chicken box
    Make the temperature sweat, and keep your tight skirt wet
    [Funkmaster Flex]
    60 Minutes of Funk, Volume 1
    Big shout to the Flip Squad
    [Akinyele] So if there's a cure for being rich
    [Sadat X] I don't want it, I don't want it
    [Akinyele] Aiyyo and if there's a cure for being broke
    [Sadat X] ***** I need it, and I need it
    [Akineyle]
    Aiyyo, ****** on my ****
    Cause I stay dropping jewels like the incarcerated version of Slick Rick
    There's no question I'll, damage a professional
    Cause I'm a big child, in this profession
    Scatchin and itchin to set it, like a yeast infection
    Big up to agreement rappers, don't know the half
    Movin like moonwalkers with your backwards ass
    I'm too fast, for those who procrastinate
    Goin bananas like gorillas from the Planet of the Apes
    To play it safe, you punks better wear capes
    You can't escape, when I'm on your fire escape
    Hangin your ass out the window like drapes
    You want beef I bring steak bust your **********ing chop
    It's the Ak, straight up and down, like six o'clock
    I'm amped like watts with a fo'-fo' that go
    Hit that toe and shot, cause word to Sadat
    X marks the spot when it's time to get hot
    [Sadat X] Money is the sweetest hangover!
    [Funkmaster Flex]
    You know what I'm saying, 60 Minutes of Funk
    [Akinyele] I said I don't wanna get over!
    Funkmaster Flex Mix Tape flavor, Volume 1 boy!
    [Akinyele] Money is the sweetest hangover!
    Big shout to my man Akinyele
    [Sadat X] Hey I don't wanna get over!
    Big shout to Sadat X, Queens style buckwild
    [Akinyele] Money is the sweetest hangover!
    You know how I do!
    [Sadat X] Hey I don't wanna get over!
    Big shout to my man Michelob rippin **** in Doo-Doo-Wop Projects
    [Akinyele] Money is the sweetest hangover!
    Boogie Down Bronx till we die yo!
    [Sadat X and Akinyele] I said money is the sweetest hangover!
    [Funkmaster Flex cuts up DJ Kool's "20 Minute workout" as the song ends]