Song Lyrics

We heard about the mess
We brothers on stage
But we have more finesse
So if we orchestrate well
Then you should put us on and press charge the clientele
And if the live show is strong
Shit, we form like Voltron (let's get it on)
The triathlon, telepath, math
When he ain't speak
He speaks on my behalf
Mentally connected
Throw the microphone 50 feet in the air
And then catch it
Somebody throws a baby
Oh shit!
Do a spin move and catch it

And the crowd goes crazy
Call me foolish
180?
Maybe twice the sacrifice
My life knifed the lazies
SO all ladies
Best move with the groove let me do it for you, tuck your titties back in
This ain't a place of sin
I think it's more like sport
Let the games begin!
We got the raw-type talk
Absorb it like salt
Four by Four
That's the steps on the floor
'Eography' with the prefix core
What be the core but a solid foundation?
Skill
Preparation
These sorts of things make a fine rap and make
Faces I bake
Take a look at those kicks (Are you thinkin of me?)
Your physique is a dream indeed
It's like peaches and cream
We more mean like needles
And see, so they bleed tryina compete with the team
We form V-O-L-T-R-O-N so (What's your problem?)
This mic will let you know (It's about time)

What's your name good man?
Insight, with the plan, who are you too?
Edan, and together we stand
Cos when the beats sound iffy and the kids bark live
It'll be a sad day like when the Bizmark dies!
This art's mine to master
Or is it as a grand mixer?
Speed it up a little faster
That's quicker
Pumping through your transistor
Ghetto-blastin
We the master builders
Spilling acid on rapper's build is a massive thrill
But actually mass'll kill
With daffodils
We smash and kill
Captivate!
Match a chill
We catching mass-appeals!
So this competition lack the skill?
So we shouldn't feel shame when we crack they grill!
But is the mission fulfilled?
NO! The people await the next show!
(What's your game?) (This is my game)

Edan Portnoy

The duration of Funky Voltron F/Insight is 2:16 minutes and seconds.