Fakin The Funk (Main Source)

Now I've never been one to knock the next man for getting his You know what I'm saying? (Right right) And I do realize that now hip hop is a form of showbiz. (Uh huh) But this has always been something with which you have to be true So in the year on 1992 (this is how we do!) At the age of 19 heard the scene A lot of M.C.'s that do not come clean Fronting on dealing hard times in rhymes You see him in the streets and you see no signs Of the hell, and they get on stage and tell Some cornball war story, ring the bell (word) You're fakin' the funk Talking that extra hard junk, you're probably a punk And Im'ma let you know, that this way You just don't cut with the artificial flow Knee digs out a great backs a next When fakes try to front, they get smoked like blunts My rhymes penetrate like skunk A yo word up, I think you're fakin' the funk You're fakin' the funk! (You're fakin' the funk) [Chorus] Yo! You're fakin' the funk! (You're fakin' the funk) Yo! You're fakin' the funk! (You're fakin' the funk) Yo! You're fakin' the funk! (You're fakin' the funk) Yo! You're fakin' the funk! (You're fakin' the funk) Yo! You're fakin' the funk! (You're fakin' the funk) Yo! You're fakin' the funk! (You're fakin' the funk) You do a song about a current event Get on television and seem hesitant to represent And that's what we call fraud You can't kick the streets with a look I sold out a board (word) And everywhere has streets That's not trying to hear the same whack rhymes over the same stink beats Cause times are real, and I can't feel Putting down on the reel to reel Now Im'ma let you know With those weak style of raps, it's time to go I eject rejects that step I'm a vet ready to snap your neck I shine and rhyme at the same time The mastermind of the sport called the rhyme Now it's my time to dump chumps that front (A yo Professor what's up?) You're fakin' the funk The era of the whack M.C. Is getting shut down when the Main Source stomps through your town 'Cause we don't play the role of a clown And keep things jumping with the real rap sound So to all the people stealing beats (You're fakin' the funk) To the crossover rapper with the pleats (You're fakin' the funk) To all the chumps that's claiming the streets (You're fakin' the funk) Fronting incredible feats (You're fakin' the funk) To the girl acting like a prostitute (You're fakin' the funk) Wearing that hooker type suit (You're fakin' the funk) To the rapper with the big space suit (You're fakin' the funk) To the artist that doesn't pay dues (You're fakin' the funk) 'Cause, exotic and then you're torn with the hyper tone I can't be blown because my rhymes are hard like stone So prepare for the scare, because I'm you're worst nightmare, punk Cause you're fakin' the [Chorus]