Big Earl Funk

It’s the real
Deal
We keep it on the DL
We got slick flowing and the fit funk feel 

You courting controversy, im the in-house polemicist
My drive’s more mega than an overclocked Genesis
How do I do it? Is it born or bred?
I could check the DNA but I’m a lousy geneticist
But either way, yea it must be said
My rhymes so funky I gotta call a hygenicist

It’s just the emphasis I place with such an eloquence
My excellent intelligence demands no further evidence
But if I sense the listener has got incredulous 
I got a chorus, let me introduce the elements

You just don't know what we're doin'
We locked in the rhythm, the rhythm is just groovin'
You just can't hear what we're sayin', uh
But you gettin' what we're playin' at

I got a chorus, let me introduce the elements

You just don't know what we're doin'
We locked in the rhythm, the rhythm is just groovin'
You just can't hear what we're sayin', uh
But you gettin' what we're playin' at
Just don't know what we're doin'
We locked in the rhythm, the rhythm is just groovin'
You just can't hear what we're sayin', uh
But you gettin' what we're playin' at



Hard Times

If I could have all the women in the world
I would take this time to leave
The pressure's on and I'm not some kind of strong man
So take this thing from me
Don't give it a second thought
I can see you got better things to do
So just take your things and leave

Hard times (Happiest days of my life)
Hard times gone by
Hard times (Happiest days of my life)
Hard times gone by



Intermediate Race

N/A



Sonic in Moscow

I was wandering in the rain
Mask of life, feelin' insane
Swift and sudden fall from grace
Sunny days seem far away
Kremlin's shadow belittlin' me
Stalin's tomb won't let me be
On and on and on it came
Wish the rain would just let me be

How does it feel? (How does it feel?)
How does it feel?
How does it feel?
When you're alone
And you're cold inside

Here abandoned in my fame
Armageddon of the brain
KGB was doggin' me
Take my name and just let me be
Then a begger boy called my name
Happy days will drown the pain
On and on and on it came
And again, and again, and again...
Take my name and just let me be

How does it feel? (How does it feel?)
How does it feel?
How does it feel?
How does it feel?
How does it feel? (How does it feel now?)
How does it feel?
How does it feel?
When you're alone
And you're cold inside



So Good!

Let's go! Puyo, let's have a good time
Faster that you can say [Puyo Puyo SFX]
Neon lights flash, earth-shattering sounds
Amplify how we feel, so

Let's go! Puyo, let's have a good time
Faster that you can say [Puyo Puyo SFX]
Quick reflexes, colors jump all 'round
Electrify and we feel so right

The sight, the taste, the touch, the smell
Overflowing
Pleasure, adrenaline, delight
Overloading

My mind warping reality
Psychedelic
Let go your cares away
(So good, so good)

So good I party till the morning
So good I feel over the moon
So good I have my woes behind me
Scream my heart out I feel so good

Let's go! Puyo, let's have a good time
Faster that you can say [Puyo Puyo SFX]
Rapid movements, rainbow reflections
Magnify how we feel, so

Let's go! Puyo, let's have a good time
Faster that you can say [Puyo Puyo SFX]
Pulsing heartbeat, fire in our eyes
Purify and we feel so great

The sight, the taste, the touch, the smell
Overlapping
Pleasure, adrenaline, delight
Overtaking

My mind warping reality
Psychedelic
Let go your cares away
(So good, so good)

So good I party till the morning
So good I feel over the moon
So good I have my woes behind me
Scream my heart out I feel so nice

So good I party till the morning
So good I feel over the moon
So good I have my woes behind me
Scream my heart out I feel so good

I feel so good



During his exile, Simba studied minimalism under Steve Reich (or something, I don't care, make up whatever headcanon you want)

HUH, hah hah