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, it drips to MC
Sweet sugar pop
sugar pop rocks it pops ya dont stop
Till the sweet
beat drops
I show and prove
as a stick in move
Hear the poems
recited on top of the groove
Smooth, mind,
floating like a butterfly
Notes start to
float, suttle like a lullabye
Brace yourself as
the beat hits ya
Dip trip, flip
fantasia
Feel the beat
drop, jazz and hip hop
Drippin in the
dome, and mix is on and bop
Funk and fusion, a
fly illusion
Keeps ya coastin
on the rhythem you're cruisin
Up down round and
round, round but found
But nevertheless
ya gots to get down
Finesse the freak
thru the beat so unique
Ya move your feet,
the sweat from the heat
Back to the fact
I'm the mack and I know that
The way I kick the
rhymes, some would call me a poet
For steady flowin goin showin likes the sound
Caught in the
groove in Fantasia I've 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.
Jump to the jam
boogy woogy jam slam
Bust the dialect
im the man in command
Come flow with the
sounds of the mighty mic masta
Rhyming on
the mic I'm bringing sucka's near disasta
Bucoo ducks but
I still rock Nike
With the razzle dazzle,
star I might be
Scribble drabble scrabble
on the microphone I babble
As I flip the
funky words, into a puzzle
Yes yes yes, on
and on as I flex
Get with the flow
words manifest
Feel the vibe from
here to Asia
Dip trip flip
fantasia