Cantaloop - Us3, Rahsaan, Gerard Presencer

Ladies and gentlemen, as you know we have something special down here 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', and drips to MC

Sweet sugar pop sugar pop rocks it pop

Ya dont stop 'til the sweet beat drops

I show and prove as I stick and move

Vivid poems recited on top of the groove

Smooth, my, floating like a butterfly

Notes set afloat, sung like a lullaby

Brace yourself as the beat hits ya

Dip trip, flip fantasia

(Yeah…yeah…yeah…What's that?)

Itty bitty bop (Yeah)

Itty bitty bop (Funky, funky)

Feel the beat drop, jazz and hip hop

Drippin' in your dome, makes you zone and bop

Funk and fusion, a fly illusion

Keeps ya coastin' on the rhythm you’re cruisin'

Up down, round and round, rhymes profound

But nevertheless ya gots to get down

Fantasy 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

Poems steady flowin', growin', showin' sights and sound

Caught in the groove in Fantasia I’m found

Many 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

(Yeah…yeah…yeah…What's that?)

Itty bitty bop (Yeah)

Itty bitty bop (Funky, funky)

(Yeah…yeah…yeah…What's that?)

(Yeah…yeah…yeah…Funky, funky)

Jump to the jam, boogie woogie jam slam

Bust the dialect, I’m the man in command

Come flow with the sounds of the mighty mic master

Rhyming on the mic, I’m bringing suckas their disaster

Beaucoup ducs but I still rock Nike

With the razzle dazzle, star I might be

Scribble drabble 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

Out

Ya don’t stop

C’mon, c’mon, c’mon, c’mon

C’mon, c’mon, c’mon

Gimme more

Of that funky horn