Kid Capri]

Oh that'll work.. word.. ssssssmooth!

Oooh, this one goes to all the coolouts

All the old schoolers, all the new schoolers

My name is the Kid Capri, with the Lords of Funk

And we gon' smooth it out like this, bust it

Make it real mellow, bet it be smoother than a cello

And while we're at it, rest in peace to (?)

Now make it real cute, make it sound like a flute

It's gonna drop, just like a parachute

I can't wait to see my name on a marquee

They're gonna put it right there where it should be

I'm gonna blow up, and man I can taste it

And anyone that don't like it - face it!

The Kid Capri is goin to war, and that's the truth

I gotta prove to these suckers that I'm bulletproof

I'm playin low key, for a little bit

In the studio, tryin to make a hit

I work for hours and hours and days and days

Thinkin about all the cash this pays

But nevertheless I gotta, be the best

I gotta, dress to impress, and have a girl with the Guess jeans

on her behind, the girl is so fine

I love the way she light the candle when we, wine and dine

I electrify minds, exterminate suckers

Play a little music at the games, the Ruckers

Be on the court, playin what they're taught

Once it's finished I'll be chillin in a fly resort

Now many, have tried to diss my face

Cause the girls, stare, when I come in the place

I'm not braggin, but I gotta say that I'm great

The more you see me is the more that you a-ppreciate

my talent, superb expertise for rap

And everything that goes with, including your clap

cause I'm strong, my strategy is highly talked about

And I'm takin NO shorts, I'm goin ALL OUT!

I despise those guys that come in my face

and say I'll battle you, any time, any place

I just - shake my head and say, "Mmm yeah right"

But it's a whole different story once we're on the mic

I'm not sayin I'm the best, but I never fall

and I serve crab rappers like it's nothin at all

You know the dope sayin easier said than done

Well I did it, it was easy, and I had fun

doin what I like, takin brothers off the mic

Cold slammin over parties with the rhymes that you like

Need I say to the crowd as the system kicks loud

Just as long as I can keep your body movin I'm proud

The sound we supply make you people keep in step

I wanna make sure, the syllables connect

And you think about a battle, well how could you win?

You never wanna come across, the Lords again

And Money Mark is a in, the house

Without a doubt, Money Mark is in the house

And my man Silver D, he got it goin on

He won't steer you wrong, cause the brother got it goin on

And the Kid Capri is definitely in effect

The man Kid Capri is definitely in effect

You ever try to diss I just might get WRECK

The man Kid Capri is definitely in effect a word up

And Biz Mark, he got it goin on

And my man Kool V, he got it goin on

And the DJ Doc, he got it goin on

And my man Troy Outlaw we got it goin on

My man the Don, he got it goin on

To my man Kid D, he got it goin on

and the Troopa Luv crew, we got it goin on

And it's the Lords of Funk, we never ever ever steer you wrong

Ah yes yes y'all, it gets fresh y'all

Ah yes yes y'all, it gets fresh y'all

It gets fresh get fly, we get on down

Lords of Funk baby doll we're the talk of the town



And that's for those that like to cool out

in the old school, the new school

whatever school, with all the schools

Yknahmsayin? We do all that, we can do all that

But there's one thing I must say before I go

Rest in peace to my man Jigga G

Rest in peace to my man Jigga G

Comin from the immortal words of DJ Kid Capri

Rest in peace to my man Jigga G

And rest in peace to my man Poppa Duke

Rest in peace to my man Poppa Duke

Sounds so sweet like somebody playin a flute

Rest in peace to my man Poppa Duke, word up

And I'm outta here.. c'mon