[Intro:]

Aha, y´nahmean?
Word up, just wanna bring em to it real
Real rugged like, uhh, man
Make me feel like I´m method out and all that, y´nahmean?
Go diggin, uhh check it

I bring the butter, huh
Make you wanna creep up on one another, huh
I´m mad sharp like a box cutter, huh
I got the fam rollin like brothers, huh
We in the mecca, Moey, rollie glistenin
Rainin on niggas so bad they think it´s drizzlin
Ground zero funk track it´s mega
Doin wild damage to your arm, legga legga
Who´s that? The bawla, the player, the mister with the techniques
pumpin blends, creepin up the backstreets
Throw your rocks up high and let em gleam
It´s the Uncle what? Uncle L makes a wild scene
And I be blowin all the rookies out the frame
and they be knowin Uncle´s flowin in the game
Queens to uptown I´m gettin down for my crown
When you see me comin thru just gimme a pound
And say....

Yeah
I´m bout to wet it up, get it up
Take a track, drape it in jewels and set it up
I´m so nasty with mines, I warm it up like raw liquor
Dime pieces throw it at me like a free picker
I´m open, I let the funk soak in
I taste like an eighth, ya freeze and start chokin
Yeah son I´m all up in ya mix
Ya callin in your clique, I´m bawlin wit´cha trick
Golden rocks fallin off my neck and wrists
When I breeze by, you be groovin in the midst
of my cycle, every move I make is vital
Crucial, official, brothers sayin "L we miss you"
Much love to all the shooby doobies and cliques
While you´re bawlin in the coupe you know I had to get the six
Get your swerve on boo, chill wit me
Get me, I want the CREAM, baby hit me

Now take it to the bridge

[Bridge:]

(Keep it comin baby)
(Keep it comin baby)
(Keep it comin baby)
(Keep it comin baby) Keep on
[repeat x3]

Somebody tell me the way I keep comin up
Funk runnin up and mad spots is blowin up
It gets hot when I manifest melodies
Beatin niggas all in their heads, so what you tellin me?
Get your drink on, throw you mink on
Let your head nod, stick it out, that´s what I´m talkin bout
I got ya deep deep down inside my mixture
Swervin curbs, servin as I fixed ya
Formulated and combinated, the people congregated
You frontin for nothin, your crew is overrated
And I´ma take it on down to the AM
Keep the drama flowin til the party cave in
Uhh, I get you open, baby come and get a fix
Yo, that´s word to mother I be droppin mad shit
Let´s organise, bounce together for real son
Trick a little though, sip a little Moe, peace one

[Outro:]

(Keep it comin baby) Keep it goin baby
(Keep it comin baby) Keep it goin baby
(Keep it comin baby) Keep it goin baby
(Keep it comin baby) Keep on
[repeat x4]