S-H-I-N-I-N on the funk And listen to the emcees rhymin on the funk We solemnly swear to never bust a style that's bunk So listen to the way that we're rhyming on the funk Now we would like to ask you Have you ever heard this style befo'

Round and round, round we go Aw yeah, I get around Still clown with the Underground, when we come around Stronger than ever Back to get wreck All respect to those who break their neck to keep their hoes in check 'Cause oh they sweat a brother majorly And

Take me down little Susie, take me down I know you think you're the queen of the underground And you can send me dead flowers every morning And I won't forget to put roses on your grave Send me dead flowers by the mail Send me dead flowers to my wedding

Counting down to zero hour There ain't no superheroes now There ain't no superheroes, they're underground Happy ever after Drink until the taste is gone Where is your Shangri la now? Where is your Shangri la now? (where's your Shangri la?) The sun went

(Break it to me) Don't dress it up but don't beat around the bush And don't cover it up but don't push it underground And don't keep it inside and don't edit and redact And no dumbing it down I know how to mend I can rise high above the ashes I'll

Old One, Master All beauty lies within All beauty lies within you A higher power underground From seraph skies and now to chaos bound He is sitting sacred and profound In midst of sinners licking up to kiss his crown Pathetic humans in despair Defaced,

If you kiss me then I'll kiss you back See me cocoa might go pop Shimmy shimmy cocoa-pop If you love me boy I'll love you back We-we chocolate cross-over I'm cocoa and I might go pop Kiss me and I'll kiss you back (Kiss you back) Now I'm hopin' that you

MC's, you like the way we swing Ah clock this y'all, we're on the microphone The Underground is rockin with the hip-hop song MC's, you like the way we swing (you like the way we swing) MC's... they don't know DJ's... they don't know The funky beat is

I am the God Nigga, I am the God Granada I'm falling under your spell You know I get the kilos Cincuenta por ciento If you are not bilingual Get the fuck up out of town, 'fore we run your ass down Underground how I came out

So, I've decided to take my work back underground To stop it falling into the wrong hands