Fakin' the Funk - Main Source

At the age of 19, heard the scene

A lot of M.C.'s that do not come clean

Fronting on dealing hard times in rhymes

You see him in the streets and you see no signs

Of the hell, and they get on stage and tell

Some cornball war story, ring the bell (word)

You’re fakin the funk

Talking that extra hard junk, you’re probably a punk

And Imma let you know, that this way

You just don’t cut with the artificial flow

Knee digs out a great backs a next

When fakes try to front, they get smoked like blunts

My rhymes penetrate like skunk

Ayo word up, I think you’re fakin the funk

You’re fakin the funk!

(You're fakin the funk)

Yo!

You’re fakin the funk!

(You're fakin the funk) (Repeat 6x)

You do a song about a current event

Get on television and seem hesitant to represent

And that’s what we call fraud

You can’t kick the streets with a look I sold out a board (word)

And everywhere has streets

That’s not trying to hear the same wack rhymes over the same stink beats

Cause times are real, and I can’t feel

Putting… down on the reel to reel

Now Imma let you know

With those weak style of raps, it’s time to go

I eject rejects that step

I’m a vet ready to snap your neck

I shine and rhyme at the same time

The mastermind of the sport called the rhyme

Now it’s my time to dump chumps that front

(Ayo Professor what’s up?)

You’re fakin the funk

The era of the wack M.C.

Is getting shut down when the Main Source stomps through your town

Cause we don’t play the role of a clown

And keep things jumping with the real rap sound

So to all the people stealing beats (You're fakin the funk)

To the crossover rapper with the pleats (You're fakin the funk)

To all the chumps that’s claiming the streets (You're fakin the funk)

Fronting incredible feats (You're fakin the funk)

To the girl acting like a prostitute (You're fakin the funk)

Wearing that hooker type suit (You're fakin the funk)

To the rapper with the big space suit (You're fakin the funk)

To the artist that doesn’t pay dues (You're fakin the funk)

Caue, exotic and then you’re torn with the hyper tone

I can’t be blown because my rhymes are hard like stone

So prepare for the scare, because I’m you’re worst nightmare, punk

Cause you’re fakin the…