You Know It

[Intro: Trials] ”You know it” Ba ba, ba ba, ba ba, ba ba [Verse 1: Trials] [?] skinny dip with Dawn Frasier Age, weight and [?] I may misuse The one thousand tissues, covered in cum in my cupboard Drunk ‘til I’m in the gutter but fuck it, I love it I smash taboos and rap, right now It’s wacker than a bitch with a mullah back tattoo So give the kiddies some black ID You don’t want the motherfuckers tryin’ to act like me I’m a well-seasoned skeazer, bleazer Say “nice to meet you” while I spike your Breezer The right hand shake ya, left hand break ya [?] the way I raise steaks up You either got it or you’re gettin’ it I always shits the medicine, I said I must have meant it then yet again A special blend, making noise [?] Walking in the club like “Oh fuck, it’s them again” [Chorus] Funkoars crew and we’re tearin’ it down Obese kings still wearin’ the crown Funkoars crew and we’re tearin’ it down Peepshow Entertainment kings wearin’ the crown Funkoars crew and we’re tearin’ it down Obese kings still wearin’ the crown Funkoars crew and we’re tearin’ it down Peepshow Entertainment kings wearin’ the crown [Verse 2: Sesta] Yeah, the hell we sending ‘em Puttin’ ‘em to bed forever [?] [?] as ever as I resurrect for seconds X the letter [?] they caught ‘em fuckin’ better Punks and veterans consult the letterin’ Funkoars [?] for better results Get a hold of [?] a rope put your head in it And wait for the jolt while I’m sippin’ on the liquor with [?] I’ve seen a lot of dickheads involved With anything and everything I’d never [?] If I did it I [?] rip it up, wrist slit it, cut and Do it again but no fuckin’ body turned up Word ‘em up [?] unstoppable And, on top of that, toppin’ us, that’s impossible Saw that look on your face, you better stop it ‘Cause all your next drops getting you as modest sucker [Chorus] Funkoars crew and we’re tearin’ it down Obese kings still wearin’ the crown Funkoars crew and we’re tearin’ it down Peepshow Entertainment kings wearin’ the crown Funkoars crew and we’re tearin’ it down Obese kings still wearin’ the crown Funkoars crew and we’re tearin’ it down Peepshow Entertainment kings wearin’ the crown [Verse 3: Hons] When I’m drinking, it’s out of cups that’s bigger than Maria got Until I chuck my guts and my high like a flying fox The ‘Oars got the slug like OD The underdogs comin’ up, that’s why victory is so sweet I bruise a beat like it’s husband hit it So don’t be surprised at my groupies that are ugly women In hindsight, I use a line mic To go backstage and get my Ps bottled like some dynamite Steppin’ like [?] voice box flamethrower My car's tape deck consists of Masta Ace and J-Hova Can’t remain sober, Jagar ‘til my stomach hurt I rock shows at homeless shelters and still give ‘em their money’s worth Obese crew, we roll with the staunches Still got game on half your posse and benchwarmers Hons One, [?] The ‘Oars, we your best bet like [?] [Chorus] Funkoars crew and we’re tearin’ it down Obese kings still wearin’ the crown Funkoars crew and we’re tearin’ it down Peepshow Entertainment kings wearin’ the crown Funkoars crew and we’re tearin’ it down Obese kings still wearin’ the crown Funkoars crew and we’re tearin’ it down Peepshow Entertainment kings wearin’ the crown