Ladies and Gentlemen,    as you know we have something   special for you at   Birdland this evening.   A recording for   Blue Note Records      What's that? yeah   yeah yeah   funky funky, how   'bout a big hand now?   wait, wait a minute      Groovy groovy   jazzy funky pounce bounce dance as we   Dip in the melodic   sea, the rhythm keeps flowin, it drips to MC   Sweet sugar pop   sugar pop rocks it pops ya don't stop   'Til the sweet   beat drops   I show and prove   as a stick in move   Hear the poems   recited on top of the groove   Smooth, mind,   floating like a butterfly   Notes start to   float, subtle like a lullabye   Brace yourself as   the beat hits ya   Dip trip, flip   fantasia      (ah, ah, ah,   what's that? biggity biggity bop)      Feel the beat   drop, jazz and hip hop   Drippin' in the   dome, and mix is on the lock   Funk and fusion, a   fly illusion   Keeps ya coastin'   on the river we cruisin'   Up down round and   round, round the found   But nevertheless   ya gots to get down   Finesse the freak   thru' the beat so unique   Ya move your feet,   the sweat from the heat      Back to the fact   I'm the mack and I know that   The way I kick the   rhymes, some would call me a poet   Funky flowin' goin'   on with the sweet sound   Caught in the   groove in Fantasia I'm found   Trip the tour upon   the rhymes they soar   To an infinite   height to the realm of the hardcore   Here we go    off I take ya   Dip trip    flip fantasia      Jump to the jam   boogy woogy jam slam   Bust the dialect   I'm the man in command   Come flow with the   sounds of the mighty mic masta   When I rhyme on   the mic I bring a sucka disasta   Beaucoup bucks and   I still rock Nike   With the razzle   dazzle star I might be   Scribble scrabble   on the microphone I babble   As I flip the   funky words, into a puzzle   Yes yes yes, on   and on as I flex   Get with the flow   words manifest   Feel the vibe from   here to Asia   Dip trip flip   fantasia      I've found it. At last.   Put it on.