Artist: Drapetomania (Gen Pop & Big Walt) Album: Drapetomania Song: The Funk Typed by: Kyle Hunter/Bandcamp [Walt] Let me have your attention Graduated in '06, still got detention Retention, of my foot in your anus Is what you can expect if you book and don't pay us Next statement, is some Fuckboys hatin So uh...lemme explain the arrangement Said I'm ass-backwards, Backpacker & Hipster That's why I'm runnin laps and clap traps at your sister Congnac, grass and a fat package of Swishers Trash rappers Kool-aid glass smashin the picture See? That shit wasn't even hard Wrote that shit drunk as fuck, playin Mario Kart I'm fucked up, waiting for the party to start Like, "Which one of these girls gon' throw a dart at my heart?" Yeah...with that overshare And uh I kinda like uh, that one over there [GP] Correctumundo Kick it like Judo, drop it like Sumo Ladies try to throw me culo like my last name was Buttafuaco My loose lips sink ships shootin scud missiles Make these haters' blood sizzle as I do my thug thizzle Funk pistol, Bop gun, cock it on a grassy knoll Point blank, head shot, stop, pop, drop & roll This game's a rerun, I stopped and made a cameo Cracked my head open, saw green like pistachios In 5th grade, I talked shit and did the Dirty Bird When I'm 64, I'll prolly have a stroke and slur my words Kick these old heads to the curb for sanitation workers Reminisce all you fuckin want, you can't escape the merger From Ypsilanti to Dansville, forEverest-ing on these Catskills Door to door, passin handbills I met Rick Snyder at his crib for civilized discussions Runnin interference while his daughter's fuckin Walter Lucken