Released on March 22, 1994

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[Intro: Dred Scott]

Beat, listen, I hear a beat

Funky rhythms on my mind day and night (Listen, I hear a beat, listen, listen, I hear a beat)

Funky rhythms on my mind, day and night (Listen, listen, I hear a beat, listen, listen, I hear a beat)

Funky rhythms on my mind, day and night (Listen, listen, I hear a beat, listen, listen, I hear a beat)


[Chorus: Dred Scott]

Funky rhythms on my mind, day and night (Listen, listen, I hear a beat, listen, listen, I hear a beat)

Funky rhythms on my mind, day and night (Listen, listen, I hear a beat, listen, listen, I hear a beat)

Funky rhythms on my mind, day and night (Listen, listen, I hear a beat, listen, listen, I hear a beat)

Funky rhythms on my mind, day and night (Listen, check it, listen, I hear a beat, listen)


[Verse 1: Dred Scott]

So watch the kid fly through the atmosphere

When I'm rockin' up a party, yo, I have no fear

I be the one with the funk I kick

Yo, I gets on the mic and say somethin' sick

I give a la-di-da-di, yes, yes, y'all

I seen your granny doin' backflips at the mall

And at the party I'm the killer dealer, jerk a fool

Then blast like a pissed off post office worker

But you must understand I'm just havin' fun

Like Sanford and Son 'cause I feel swell

When I bust my nut off when I'm on the DL

A fuckin' midget with his legs cut off

Can't get lower than me when I shake my funk

I'm the brother with style and I ain't no punk

Like Nat, I'm a king that's cold as ice

Double teamin' me 'cause you know I'm twice as nice

So check it out, y'all


[Chorus: Dred Scott]

Rhythms on my mind day and night (Listen, I hear a beat, listen, listen, I hear a beat)

Funky rhythms on my mind day and night (Listen, listen, I hear a beat, listen, listen, I hear a beat)

Funky rhythms on my mind day and night (Listen, listen, I hear a beat, listen, listen, I hear a beat)

Funky rhythms on my mind day and night (Listen, listen, I hear a beat, listen, listen, I hear a beat)

Funky rhythms on my mind day and night (Listen, listen, I hear a beat, listen, listen, I hear a beat)

Funky rhythms on my mind day and night (Listen, listen, I hear a beat, listen, listen, I hear a beat)

Funky rhythms on my mind day and night (Listen, listen, I hear a beat, listen, listen, I hear a beat)

Funky rhythms on my mind day and night (Listen, listen, I hear a beat, listen, listen)


[Verse 2: Tragedy Khadafi]

Rappers be sellin' out like tickets to a championship fight

But hold tight, I'm the motivator with the right

Stuff, I keep it rough while you huff and puff

So save the bluff

'Cause I ain't even tryna hear that stuff

I kick black facts over phat tracks that Dred packs

Peace to Freaknasty and the rest of my cats

Where's the axe? I wanna cut a rapper in half

And laugh, dissect his whole steelo

Used to be high, so I chopped him down to below

Put him to the side like a cop does a kilo

I'm raw, I funk you up and down like a seesaw

To be more than a racist pig named Limbaugh

You see, 'cause I be's the mad verbal doctor

Check my resume, I'm at the top of the roster

For your listenin' pleasure (Yeah), check it


[Chorus: Dred Scott]

Funky rhythms on my mind, day and night (Listen, listen, listen, I hear a beat)

Funky rhythms on my mind, day and night (Listen, listen, listen, listen, I hear a beat)

Funky rhythms on my mind, day and night (Listen, listen, listen, listen, I hear a beat)

Funky rhythms on my mind, day and night (Listen, listen, listen, listen, I hear a beat)

Funky rhythms on my mind, day and night (Listen, listen, listen, listen, I hear a beat)

Funky rhythms on my mind, day and night (Listen, listen, listen, listen, I hear a beat)

Funky rhythms on my mind, day and night (Listen, listen, listen, listen, I hear a beat)

Funky rhythms on my mind, day and night (Listen, listen, listen, listen)

[Verse 3: Dred Scott & Tragedy Khadafi]

I gots to be the prodigy, you know I be vocalizin'

Early in in the mornin' while you're yawnin'

Here comes the pain, let it rain like thunder

'Cause I be's the true overlord of the under

Breakin' chumps like old Tupperware

Steppin' up, smooth Dred with my savoir fare

Imperial funklord 'cause I be the freaker

So funky you think I farted down your speaker (Ha, check it)

Like a dozen rotten eggs, kid, I'm takin' no shorts

Not even for my skinny legs (In the house)

The renegade with the ill vernacular, I bring the drama

And get loose just like the lips on Madonna (Haha)

My flow is all around (Yeah)

And yours is like a bucket over there that broke down (Uh)

I would have given you a ride if you had let me know that you had to hitchhike

Just like I'ma pass you the mic right now, ah bitch, sike


[Chorus: Dred Scott]

Funky rhythms on my mind, day and night (Listen, listen, listen, I hear a beat)

Funky rhythms on my mind, day and night (Listen, listen, listen, listen, I hear a beat)

Funky rhythms on my mind, day and night (Listen, listen, listen, listen, I hear a beat)

Funky rhythms on my mind, day and night (Listen, listen, listen, listen)

Funky rhythms on my mind, day and night (Listen, listen, listen, listen, I hear a beat)

Funky rhythms on my mind, day and night (Listen, listen, listen, listen, I hear a beat)

Funky rhythms on my mind, day and night (Listen, listen, listen, listen, I hear a beat)

Funky rhythms on my mind, day and night (Listen, listen, I hear a beat, uh)


[Outro: Dred Scott]

Yeah, in the studio

We got my man Greg Mo in the studio

We got my girl Adriana on the couch, yo

I'm kickin' raps on the mic and I got a flow

So sit back and listen to me as I do my thing

Check it out, baby doll, 'cause I like that swing

With the beat kickin' back, yo, I like that snare

On the microphone 'cause my style is rare

In other words, you ain't heard that shit before

I'm on the microphone, I slam just like a door

Boom, and it shuts while I kick the dust

I'm on the microphone flowing and I—

Ah yeah, nine—