Fakin The Funk

Main Source

Now I've never been one to knock the next man for getting his 
You know what I'm saying? (Right right) 
And I do realize that now hip hop is a form of showbiz. (Uh huh) 
But this has always been something with which you have to be true 
So in the year on 1992 (this is how we do!) 

At the age of 19 heard the scene 
A lot of M.C.'s that do not come clean 
Fronting on dealing hard times in rhymes 
You see him in the streets and you see no signs 
Of the hell, and they get on stage and tell 
Some cornball war story, ring the bell (word) 
You're fakin' the funk 
Talking that extra hard junk, you're probably a punk 
And Im'ma let you know, that this way 
You just don't cut with the artificial flow 

Knee digs out a great backs a next 
When fakes try to front, they get smoked like blunts 
My rhymes penetrate like skunk 
A yo word up, I think you're fakin' the funk 

You're fakin' the funk! (You're fakin' the funk) 

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Yo! You're fakin' the funk! (You're fakin' the funk)
Yo! You're fakin' the funk! (You're fakin' the funk)
Yo! You're fakin' the funk! (You're fakin' the funk)
Yo! You're fakin' the funk! (You're fakin' the funk)
Yo! You're fakin' the funk! (You're fakin' the funk)
Yo! You're fakin' the funk! (You're fakin' the funk)

You do a song about a current event 
Get on television and seem hesitant to represent 
And that's what we call fraud 
You can't kick the streets with a look I sold out a board (word) 
And everywhere has streets 
That's not trying to hear the same whack rhymes over the same stink beats 
Cause times are real, and I can't feel 
Putting down on the reel to reel 

Now Im'ma let you know 
With those weak style of raps, it's time to go 
I eject rejects that step 
I'm a vet ready to snap your neck 
I shine and rhyme at the same time 
The mastermind of the sport called the rhyme 
Now it's my time to dump chumps that front 
(A yo Professor what's up?) 

You're fakin' the funk 

The era of the whack M.C. 
Is getting shut down when the Main Source stomps through your town 
'Cause we don't play the role of a clown 
And keep things jumping with the real rap sound 

So to all the people stealing beats (You're fakin' the funk) 
To the crossover rapper with the pleats (You're fakin' the funk) 
To all the chumps that's claiming the streets (You're fakin' the funk) 
Fronting incredible feats (You're fakin' the funk) 
To the girl acting like a prostitute (You're fakin' the funk) 
Wearing that hooker type suit (You're fakin' the funk) 
To the rapper with the big space suit (You're fakin' the funk) 
To the artist that doesn't pay dues (You're fakin' the funk) 

'Cause, exotic and then you're torn with the hyper tone 
I can't be blown because my rhymes are hard like stone 
So prepare for the scare, because I'm you're worst nightmare, punk 
Cause you're fakin' the 

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