This is a song about "Mc dynamic"

This funky rhythm fits so snug, dynamic funk boomin from your trunk

Of the baby not bein' digested by a fuckin' hungry punk

Never let another rap nigga hit it from back or the front

I make the moves, that's why i'm rhyming illegally with dynamic funk,

But when i step in, i chill in my hammock, i'm dangerously dynamic

Something wicked this way comemore than an adversary i'm very quick

Rising higher than any mc

On trial for possession of some chronic

Dynamic funk in the house, better kick the buckets,

The white boy sees this as a clearance, now its

Cause mc crown wears his mc crown

G'd up, shake it down

Now we're dangerously dynamic in our quests, i testify

Just thanking the holy fatherhe made a star and shita youngin still ain't die

If you feel it, it must be real just

I'm an mc still as honest