This Is How

By Funkoars

On The Hangover

Released on November 29, 2008

Thumbnail

[Scratches: DJ Reflux]

"This how hip hop is

This how hip hop is

This how, this how, this how, this how

This how hip hop is supposed to sound"

"Sposed, sposed, sposed to sound"

"This how hip hop is supposed to sound

Sposed, sposed, sposed to sound"

[Chorus: Masta Ace & Funkoars]

Funkoars "This how hip hop is supposed to sound"

Vents One "This how hip hop is supposed to sound"

Hilltop "This how hip hop is supposed to sound"

Def Wish "This how hip hop is supposed to sound"


[Verse 1: Trials]

What you wanna say, I probably did

And if I didn't say it already, it's probably shit

See, I'm sick of rappers saying they're fresher than whatever

When my shit fresher than Fran Dresher in maid dress up

I'm nice from the neck up, but neck down

Skin colour keg brown and my stomach that round

The trap packed out like Sandra Sully's rack out

When they heard Peepshow brought the gimps back out

F-U-N-K-O-A-R-S

Too stank for the sweet smell of success

If you see me in the street, one fucking shoe on

Don't mean I lost one, mean I got a new one

Using a coupon, don't you know

I'm still broke but that aren't why I'm like 'leave me alone'

I'm a self-sabotagin' expert marksmen

Son of a gun shooting my mouth off to sergeants


[Post-Verse: Trials]

One for the drinks that I had last night

Two for the drinks that I have tonight

Three for the drinks that I have tomorrow

And four for the money that I have to borrow

[Chorus: Masta Ace & Funkoars]

Pegasus "This how hip hop is supposed to sound"

A.E "This how hip hop is supposed to sound"

SBX "This how hip hop is supposed to sound"

L.C "This how hip hop is supposed to sound"


[Verse 2: Hons]

I've been dope since two thou' when I burst on the scene like an appendix

Still drinkin' like an Irishman on St Patty reckless

K Federline pennyless

Might be seeing Seth Green or the Sherminators takin' on apprentices

You know, the set redder than a break light

Certified Funkoar, so every verse I lace tighter

Than a plus-sized mole in snug-fit jeans

Ain't shit gonna change til; I conquer the scene

'Cause I got plans for world domination like the Mongrels

Hons crowned the king of the concrete jungle

We smash it, hit up the hit like Babe Ruth

Still working seven years so I guess I paid my dues

Still running with that same crew, Funkoars

You may have heard of us if you like that rap shit from A.U

S.T. underground, let 'em know now

"This how hip hop is supposed to sound"

[Chorus: Masta Ace & Funkoars]

Hospice "This how hip hop is supposed to sound"

7:50 "This how hip hop is supposed to sound"

Cross-Bred "This how hip hop is supposed to sound"

Clandestine "This how hip hop is supposed to sound"


[Verse 3: Sesta]

Ay, twenty five summers into this motherfucker

Still staggering stuck-ups, still labelled a fuck-up

Ill-rated and such, who rates greater than us?

No one's rated greater than us

You can line up for a date with the nut

But be nice and speak nice and lye safe for the nuts

Serenate but no getting engaged with the nuts

Play your cards right and you might take 'em straight to the guts

"Sesta turn down your lyrics

My kids feel it's a little to explicit for them to listen"

Listen. I'm a God-fearing Christian

I'm even giving praise when I'm pissin' "Jesus Christ!"

It burns, 'cause I drink and I scream and I curse

Like I'm cursed with a birth defect

And infects me like I'm injected directly

To the vein with scotch, then I'd be a Pepsi


[Interlude: Trials]

This how hip hop supposed to sound

We tear them other cats posters down

This how hip hop supposed to sound

"It's about time for Masta Ace"


[Verse 4: Masta Ace]

Yo this what hip hop's supposed to sound like

Any flow not like this don't sound right

So take that back to the lab

'Cause I'm mad that's the one CD that I happened to grab

That shit is going back to the store

Yeah the package is torn but it's already back in the bag

You ain't got the talent to spit

And you just don't fit like Shaq in the back of a cab

Every line's an accurate jab

Write a verse about me, that's the same thing as smacking your dad

That'd be a bad result

You'll get sent to your room as a victim of a bad assualt

It's all about the flow

Don't let a rapper get up on a song and say it's all about the dough

Tell me your the MC who holds it down 'cause

This how hip hop supposed to sound, what