touch the ceiling lyrics – ahmad

(bonafied funk for your f*nny) –> sondoobie

[ verse 1 ]
dig it, if you got the feeling, then jump and rip the roof up
steady flowin rhymes, drop ‘heavy’ like that ‘blue funk’
n*gg*roe, westcoast kid, with the new sound
never fake, i be real, so what you gonna do now?
battle? i don’t think so, look, i got your noose tugged
did ya, now standin there, daisy with your dukes up
who’s up next to watch me get loose, then bruise necks
and n*gg*s who stink
then go hang out like a link
i’m the brink of the blow up
sink and watch me go up
another level, let the b*ss boom
as the treble tunes up
my too rough style
i’m too tough
i’m gifted, ovin the crowd
i make em get up, then i get down
it’s the sound of the new kid gettin stupid
i know sh*t stinks, so i don’t mind if you loop it
oops, almost went pop, now drama like that deserves a grammy
it’s the (bonafied funk for your f*nny)

[ chorus ]
so groove to the (bonafied funk for your f*nny)
and if you got the feeling
(jump and touch the ceiling)
move to the (bonafied funk for your f*nny)
and if you got the feeling
(jump and touch the ceiling)

[ verse 2 ]
well, the king of the hill’s back, blew up like a well
got a leash and i go in and out of style like your bell-
bottoms, say sh*t that’s real like ‘i’m nuts over midgets’
pitch, then make my mic throw a strike like a picket
not really into baseball, but i’m an all-american
still act a fool
breakin rappers like a rule
i’m cool, mostly peaceful
kick it with my people
but if i go insane
you can jump and do the same
thing, i gotta sing
la-la, if you got that swing
follow me, get wreck
i make you bounce like a check
mic-check, 1-2
stand and watch me run through
a crew real easy, but that’s only if i want to
murder if i want it, stand and watch me flaunt this sh*t
i’m like the mafia, i keep on makin hits
i know which way is up
and won’t stop
till i hit rock bottom
that’s the truth
but for now smack the roof
then groove to the
(bonafied funk for your f*nny)

[ chorus ]

break it down, y’all

[ verse 3 ]
well, i’m not a baby, but i got another verse left to spit out
king of the hill, knock em down when they get up
westcoast kid, they got the goods, and can get – ehm
busy on the mic like this
so pump your fist
and never hit the ff b*tton on my c*ssette
just sit stunned
dn’t give me no props until i’m done
your mouth’s wide open cause you’re hopin
that you might be able to be label-
mates with the great n*gg*roe
i’m just down with the king, and you’re not it
lookin for your gift, but i already shot it
i wreck shop with real hip-hop, so at last it’s
ahmad with the (bonafied funk) for your *sses
so groove to the
(bonafied funk for your f*nny)

[ chorus ]

do the watussi to the (bonafied funk for your f*nny)
and if you got the feeling
(jump and touch the ceiling)
do the b*tt to the (bonafied funk for your f*nny)
and if you got the feeling
(jump and touch the ceiling)
do the jerk to the (bonafied funk for your f*nny)
and if you got the feeling
(jump and touch the ceiling)
move to the (bonafied funk for your f*nny)
and if you got the feeling
(jump and touch the ceiling)
groove to the (bonafied funk for your f*nny)
and if you got the feeling
(jump and touch the ceiling)

do the freak to the (bonafied funk for your f*nny)

/ ahmad lyrics