Nec Funk - Truth Bader Ginsburg Lyrics

Chyea

Hmm, yea, we came to spit the truth then bust it off the roof, yea
Hmm, yea, we came to spit the truth then bust it off the roof!

Yea, we spit the tens, while we comin' round the bends
In the Benz with some friends, least the music helps pretend
No we don't stop
We up in the shop
Cookin' these bops
While we climb to the tops
No we ain't messin' with musical lessons
Unless you be stressin' hit up my extension
Down on the ground is where you learn ya best lessons
The Funkiness professor here to put this class is session
The truth can make you sigh and sometimes cry and even die
Me oh my, I'm sometimes shy
But she can tell you why I'm aight!
From Harlem to B-town
From Foodtown to C-town
I dress up my pronouns
By layin' the funk down
You crunk on my skunk now
I'm Time, Squared, like countdown
When I roll up to the podium
I only bust it down

I only bust it down
I only bust it down
I only bust it down
Roll up to the podium, I only bust it down

Sometimes I'm aimless and sometimes I'm anxious
No beef, just got angus
The best deeds go thankless
Gon' crank this, then bank this
I know y'all will rank this
The minute I wrote this
It got on my stank list
I shot right out of bed with the bass line in my head
Knocked it out from A to Zed and now I'm Talkin' like I'm Ted
If I wanna do it I look up to the sky
Grab a couple of shacks, with an order of fries
Cause yes if time is money that means money is time
So thanks for all the cash while I spit on the dime
Cause yes if time is money that means money is time
So thanks for all the cash while I spit on the dime, yea

Hmm, yea, we came to spit the truth then bust it off the roof, yea
Hmm, yea, we came to spit the truth then bust it off the roof!

I only bust it down
Roll up to the podium, I only bust it down

Hmm, Yea we came to spit the truth then bust it off the roof!