c.u.t.m.

i got the funk on two

i got the funk on two

pick it up

hexum

sexton

mahoney and wills

we groove so fuckin' hard it gives you the chills

well i've been stricken

the bass is kickin'

when suckers step to me

boy

i give them a lickin'

go

cosmic utopian thrivin' mission

my baby

cosmic utopian thrivin' mission

my baby

i feel good

yo bad self

well though i am the hexum

call me nick

and i live by the code of cosmic

i've come to say

we're here to stay

utopian way we'll play today

yeah

we've got the drive

we are so live

won't take a dive

we're gonna thrive

we got a condition called ambition

to the cosmic utopian thrivin' mission

witness this

yo the pissed lyricist

in your face celebratin' a brand new race

we know colors are just brothers and some others

drive on the ginger but they failed to mention

the consequence of no conscience

you can't fool

i'm schoolin' you with the new school now

speakin' on a round

step back mother fucker

i'm goin' to town

i feel good

break it down

i got one more rhyme

yes

the verbs i got

they hit that spot

the crowd is freakin'

and bro

i'm peakin'

when i'm on stage

you're havin' a fit

but without my brothers

baby

i ain't shit

let's go

make it

make it like this

gimme one