[Intro] Umph So funky! Nasty! Hey! Verse 1: [Brother Marquis] I'm Nasty As I Wanna Be I express myself so vulgarly Obscene, or whatever you wanna call it That's why some suckas wanna stall it Some people worry about the wrong thing But why worry about what we're sayin'? 'Cause we're gonna do what we wanna do, And if y'all don't like it, well then fuck you too! People don't know unless you tell them so But it was cool when we were just in the ghetto We did ask you to publicize us, But it was you who created the fuss And blew the whole thing out of proportion You should worry about your topics like abortion So I fiend for the funk like a dope-fiend junky Fuck you all, and let us get So Funky! Verse 2: [Fresh Kid Ice] Singin' this song, movin' along Provin' to the suckas that I keep gettin' Stronger than what ya been hearin' Kid Ice is on the set, so suckas stop sweatin' I kick it funky to show my courage When schoolin' others, I kick the knowledge For those who hate me, I pray you'll miss me If you find out you had dissed me I'll treat you like a child and smack ya head Feed you dick, put you to bed Look you in the eye and know you're fessin' Make you take notes of the lesson The rhythm is something I cannot hide A feelin' that I feel, deep inside So talk about me while I make my money Kid Ice is known to be So Funky! Verse 3: [Brother Marquis] Some say I'm crazy and I got problems An evaluation might help solve 'em The funky-mack-nasty, filthy-mack-funky Stankin' (?), the wino junkyMentally scarred, always barred Slightly deranged, a half-way retard Goin' off insanely, tryin' to retain me Tried to capture my rapture, but couldn't contain me I put 'em in shambles, makin' examples 'Cause once I get started, I'm hard to handle You can't keep me back, you can't forget that I heard the chit-chat; you said that I'm wack But anyway, that's okay I try not to hear what the niggas say So I just fiend for the funk like a dope-fiend junky Excuse me y'all, and let me get So Funky!