Rush Hour 2 movie - He's Back lyrics

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Song by Keith Murray<br /><br>

Yo Rock, cue me in..<br>

We, got, that, funk<br>

Murray's, packed, with funk (you need to know)<br>

We, got, the funk for yo' ass (let's go)<br>

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[Keith Murray]<br>

Yo, a lot of rappers holler tough stuff, they don't live it<br>

When you hear me emceein I'm speakin from experience<br>

Keynote speaker, Rock funk freaker<br>

This lecture is conducted from the mic and through the speaker<br>

Now who gets weaker, not this dunn<br>

Look I'm never shook down even when, I was on the run<br>

I'M A REBEL! I love REBEL PEOPLE!<br>

You're not equal, you damn creep you<br>

I, wake up in the morning with my game face ON<br>

And play hard all day - WORD IS BOND<br>

By the way whatever happened to - WORD IS BOND?<br>

The brother Ak lied to me during RAMADAN<br>

I'm takin no prisoners, takin no shorts<br>

Still drink Olde E, cans 40's and quarts<br>

With creativity, and original thought<br>

And a twist of fate I twist your face, don't get caught<br>

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[Chorus: Keith Murray]<br>

Yo, we got the ghetto funk, you need to know<br>

where the funk is at, funk dat bump that<br>

Murray's back with that<br>

funk to make a person catch a heart attack (he's baaaack!)<br>

Yo, we got the ghetto funk, you need to know<br>

where the funk is at, funk dat bump that<br>

Murray's back with that<br>

funk to make a person catch a heart attack (you need to know)<br>

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[Keith Murray]<br>

We, got, funk, for, y'all, stank, ass, C'MON!<br>

Yo - here's, what I'ma do for you<br>

Choke you out 'til your lips and your face turn blue<br>

OOPS! Now look what you done made me do<br>

I, did it again - and the joke's on you<br>

I'm more than official reputable undisputable<br>

lyrical phrasologist (you know how I do)<br>

Not one of you or any combination of you<br>

Can ever mess around (boy you know how I do)<br>

Dialectical linguist, unlimited thinker<br>

Descriptive mental photographer<br>

L.O.D. and P.P.P. gets it on<br>

We strong to cause bodily harm to King Kong<br>

Stock lock and barrel, empty, reload whoa<br>

This funk here, glocks up, c'mon<br>

I'm not an R&B pop star rock'n'roller<br>

I'm a underground rapper with a chip on my shoulder<br>

You mindless, spineless, jellyfish I eat MC's..<br>

.. which is my favorite dish<br>

I sailed the seven seas, pack 'em in like sardines<br>

and eat fruit right off the stress tree<br>

Keith kill beef like Mad Cow Disease<br>

Spazz on me? NEGRO!<br>

Some say I'm sarcastic, with a bad reputation<br>

But ignore 'em, don't listen, they Mr. Murray hatin<br>

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[Chorus]<br>

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[Keith Murray]<br>

This is to my, negroids, spaniels and caucasoids<br>

Even chisel-faced, hardcore, rap b-boys<br>

With my high wire, tightrope, trampoline STYLE<br>

Tear your ass up, with service and a SMILE<br>

I'm the, local hero, global player<br>

Make your grandmother get up and do the Murray rainer<br>

Grab you goin to a death row, like an alligator<br>

Good God, my Squad got too much flavor<br>

Rainbow style like a pack of Now or Laters<br>

This funk shit gon' shake the equator<br>

My, Squad, stay true to the game<br>

We the trillest mother-effers this side of the grave<br>

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[Chorus - repeat to fade]<br>

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