[Intro: Trials]

”You know it”

Ba ba, ba ba, ba ba, ba ba

[Verse 1: Trials]

[?] skinny dip with Dawn Frasier

Age, weight and [?] I may misuse

The one thousand tissues, covered in cum in my cupboard

Drunk ‘til I’m in the gutter but fuck it, I love it

I smash taboos and rap, right now

It’s wacker than a bitch with a mullah back tattoo

So give the kiddies some black ID

You don’t want the motherfuckers tryin’ to act like me

I’m a well-seasoned skeazer, bleazer

Say “nice to meet you” while I spike your Breezer

The right hand shake ya, left hand break ya

[?] the way I raise steaks up

You either got it or you’re gettin’ it

I always shits the medicine, I said I must have meant it then yet again

A special blend, making noise [?]

Walking in the club like “Oh fuck, it’s them again”

[Chorus]

Funkoars crew and we’re tearin’ it down

Obese kings still wearin’ the crown

Funkoars crew and we’re tearin’ it down

Peepshow Entertainment kings wearin’ the crown

Funkoars crew and we’re tearin’ it down

Obese kings still wearin’ the crown

Funkoars crew and we’re tearin’ it down

Peepshow Entertainment kings wearin’ the crown

[Verse 2: Sesta]

Yeah, the hell we sending ‘em

Puttin’ ‘em to bed forever [?]

[?] as ever as I resurrect for seconds

X the letter [?] they caught ‘em fuckin’ better

Punks and veterans consult the letterin’

Funkoars [?] for better results

Get a hold of [?] a rope put your head in it

And wait for the jolt while I’m sippin’ on the liquor with [?]

I’ve seen a lot of dickheads involved

With anything and everything I’d never [?]

If I did it I [?] rip it up, wrist slit it, cut and

Do it again but no fuckin’ body turned up

Word ‘em up [?] unstoppable

And, on top of that, toppin’ us, that’s impossible

Saw that look on your face, you better stop it

‘Cause all your next drops getting you as modest sucker

[Chorus]

Funkoars crew and we’re tearin’ it down

Obese kings still wearin’ the crown

Funkoars crew and we’re tearin’ it down

Peepshow Entertainment kings wearin’ the crown

Funkoars crew and we’re tearin’ it down

Obese kings still wearin’ the crown

Funkoars crew and we’re tearin’ it down

Peepshow Entertainment kings wearin’ the crown

[Verse 3: Hons]

When I’m drinking, it’s out of cups that’s bigger than Maria got

Until I chuck my guts and my high like a flying fox

The ‘Oars got the slug like OD

The underdogs comin’ up, that’s why victory is so sweet

I bruise a beat like it’s husband hit it

So don’t be surprised at my groupies that are ugly women

In hindsight, I use a line mic

To go backstage and get my Ps bottled like some dynamite

Steppin’ like [?] voice box flamethrower

My car's tape deck consists of Masta Ace and J-Hova

Can’t remain sober, Jagar ‘til my stomach hurt

I rock shows at homeless shelters and still give ‘em their money’s worth

Obese crew, we roll with the staunches

Still got game on half your posse and benchwarmers

Hons One, [?]

The ‘Oars, we your best bet like [?]

[Chorus]

Funkoars crew and we’re tearin’ it down

Obese kings still wearin’ the crown

Funkoars crew and we’re tearin’ it down

Peepshow Entertainment kings wearin’ the crown

Funkoars crew and we’re tearin’ it down

Obese kings still wearin’ the crown

Funkoars crew and we’re tearin’ it down

Peepshow Entertainment kings wearin’ the crown