You know what we came to do
We came to freak the funk
Davey Davey make 'em jump for joy
Davey Davey make 'em jump for joy
You know what we came to do
We came to freak the funk
David Eff, hit the floor homie, break it in two
We'll let 'em know what we came to do
Well my name is Davey, you need help with that?
No cure for ill, and I'm about to relapse
If I catch you counting sheep I'm bringin in the wolf pack
You know I've been known to make the floor collapse
I sling words in felony quantities
In pen and ink I'm, verse murdering
Limited humility, ability ill
Now when the beat get to bumpin, I admittedly kill
I'm a floorbreaker up on the floor
I'll break on this floor, 'til the floor's no more, uh
So look alive it's high time
I put a shift on the whole hip hop paradigm
My name is David Eff
Chillin on the beach, cause of the coin I collect
Foreign shores of course, now partner what'd you expect
Gotta gimme props cause I get the gettin correct
Watch how I step, son
In my stetson, fly like a jetson, extra terrestrial
Slung with a ray gun, ready or not, here I come
Put the needle to the wax and the damage done
Put my mouth to the mic, it's a tour de force
And now you rockin with the golden state warrior
The roof already raised, what your hands up for?
All you gotta do is jump 'til you break the floor
Some break on the floor, I just break the floor
Now stomp up and down, 'til your ankles sore
Do the math, one Eff couple D's
And it's plain to see, I got my ill degree
Yeah, this man's spittin galactic transmissions
And I can't stand sittin, got too much ambition
So we ambush the scene with the first release
Like I was riding through the ghetto on a wildebeest
Bring your sunscreen out I got so much shine
A lone silver dollar in a jar full of dimes
Yeah time to make it fresh, cause it feels so muggy
With the flow so fierce, I'll put you back in your huggies
I bring it to you fly par avion
There's milk, and there's meat, and filet mignon
So tell me carnivore, what you had for dinner
Enough meat on the bone, this last you all winter
Cause we drop hot coffee on the crotch of hip hop
Get a tourniquet, cause the flow won't stop
Like hopscotch I'm on the way to the top
And if my rhymes outrun the beat, well then I guess it'll drop
It's gettin kinda rowdy at the end of the song
Settle down children we can all get along
Now push, shove, jump as one
And break through the floor 'til the kingdom come
x2
YEA-AH
(Laughing)
YEA-AH
(Laughing)
Ready? Yeah
YEA-AH
(Laughing)
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