All For One (funkmaster Flex Version) Lyrics - Funkmaster Flex Presents: The Mix Tape, Vol. 1 - Funkmaster Flex

Verse One: Grand Puba 

I hit a beat and swing a note as if my name was David Ruffin 

Quick to toast an MC just like an english muffin 

Don't worry about a thing cause the Puba's never bluffin 

I gets headaches from the wack, so then I take a Bufferin and I max 

I wait until the opportune time and then I tax 

But should I max? 

Now they say sinning is for sinners so I guess I'm not a sinner 

Beginnings is for beginners so I guess I'm no beginner 

This is how I spark it, with money in my pocket 

When it comes to having pressure I gets hard as a rocket 

MC Grand Pu, coming through all the residue 

The songs remain classics, dating back to the Babalu 

My boys I call em hot, the phones all of them jock 

And I can think of many episodes I swung in Lincoln Park 

No I'm not a phony and I got a tenderoni 

Love the way she is -- not too fat, not too bony 

Don't drink Sanka, won't sink like a tanker 

Knock the boots of a skirt in Casablanca and I thank her 

Some rappers stink, like Englebert Humperdink 

Better yet Dick Caveat, I got a bad habit 

Similar to the girl, on She's Gotta Have It 

I think with the brain and whip behind the zipper 

I'm living kinda good similar to Jack Tripper 

A landlord named Roper did a show at the Copa 

When I finish with this, I'll be paid like Oprah 

So if honey wants to act fly 

I'll just play like god and I'm [bangin bye bye] 

Stick out your thumb and hips 

Cause you've been cut off like a lightswitch 

See I'm programmed to slam with the summer, spring, and fall 

Before I do a show I get some kicks out the mall 

Then I get my gear and I give Trev a call 

Cause he works in the barbershop, right behind the mall 

Other rappers tried to rob me but you know they got did 

To put it blunt, honey I smoked the kids 

So hookers back off break North here comes the regulator 

Cause you doesn't find none greater 

Verse Two: Derek X (now Sadat X) 

On file is a style that's why you caught a clip 

My suitcases is packed and I'm going on a trip to Mic-a-delphia 

I go for self and still be slamming 

The school bell is ringing and I caught somebody cramming 

for the test, oh yes, my study guide was thick 

I cut you with my verbal didn't hurt you just a nick 

off your face don't play possum 

watch me and I'll blossom like a rose 

And get some new clothes and a fresh fade from Rob 

Jump on the phone and dial the Now Rule Mob 

Now come one, come all, we about to get hectic 

If my crew don't get in, then the x makes an exit 

to the rear, I'm outta here, don't front on my brothers 

I take care of them before I take care of others 

Now wood bats is doomed in the ninties it's aluminum 

Step to the stage with a mic and I'm doing him something awful 

I'm a citizen and I'm lawful 

I go to hunt another fall, rip the policemen's ball 

I got the power to make a car stall 

I guess I'm great, from blackness, and when the crowd slackens 

I stop drinking, and then I start thinking 

About days in the past when Derek X was last 

but now I'm on the top damn news travels fast 

'cause I'm like that! They can't see this 

Read my book, it contains many pieces of verses 

I took the time to delete all the curses 

So moms reach deep in your purses 

And buy me take me home and try me and do me well 

Verse Three: Lord Jamar 

Well, while I reign rhymes pour 

You suck it up like a straw and jump on the dancefloor 

Cause every time I step in a jam 

I make like a door and slam 

But then girls try to turn my knob cause I'm a hearthrob 

I guess it's just a hazard that comes with the job 

Cause everytime I rock a rhyme that shows Jamar is intellectual 

Girls want to get sexual 

Well I guess I have to cope with being so dope 

You want to be me, but can't see me with a telescope 

You seek and search but still you can't find 

You're weak and it hurts to be deaf dumb and blind 

A supreme mind, will take you out of your paralysis 

I grip the mic so tight I get callouses 

And your analysis, is that the Lord 

Rips rhymes into shape with a mic cord 

I do it good cause I'm a postive black man 

Eating up suckers as if I was Pac Man 

Not a Dapper Dan fan I stay casual 

To rock like the J it comes gradual 

You got to know the ledge of wise and dumb 

And understand your culture of freedom 

Power equally with the Gods 

so you can build and form your cipher 

All your life you must teach true 

Of the true and living God, not a mystery spook 

And when you do that, pursue that goal 

which made the student enroll, and only then you'll prosper