Open your eyes see the sight you never saw   Run your jibs to your man till your jaws get sore   The Funkmaster, the Abstract, we come together   Stand tall through all things either good or bad weather   Open your eyes see the sight you never saw   Run your jibs to your man till your jaws get sore   The Funkmaster, the Abstract, we come together   Stand tall through all things either good or bad weather   The ghetto style and the ghetto behavior   We got the shit for the foes and the neighbors   The house of the elite you know we keep shit street   Really raw like you never saw before, check it Pah   The Funkmaster, wack MC's they get plastered   My man is faster, my shit be out before it's even mastered   So before you even think about a fuckin scrimmage   Take your heads out the clouds and realize we'll diminish   Queens keeper, flexin not a street sweeper   Written in town, Scram Jones in your speaker   Top notch vocal child the microphone or the scuba dives   during the night, and no we ain't the frog   of highlighting, the jam with experience but still fresh   The vibe of Tribe Called Quest, you can't fess   Or fraudulate, I gotta make these chickenheads wait   About to cop this tape, hop in my whip and skate   So hit your nearest location, support your hip-hop nation   And the Flex Foundation   For the pockets, we gettin niggaed you can't stop it   The Abstract the Funkmaster Flex the main topic   So niggy yo you got to hear it better yet to believe it   Cause you can't retrieve it or deceive it   And yo, you got to understand the rhyme   The Funkmaster Flex that's a true man of mine, check it out   Yo yo yo   Say word   Shouts out to my motherfuckin man   For the Boogie Down, on down   The Funkmaster   Rippin shit, hook it up-aca