I Am / Quattro - Funky DL

I am beats, I am rhymes

I am serious, I am on time

I am the finest, I am here to prove it

I am the streets, I am music

Verse One:

No warning when I start writing

I am thunder but without the lightning

I ran ink over paper four thousand days plus

Deep imprint aint' nobody can erase us

Blank space us, replace us cos I am the green light

But without the amber

I can turn twenty-four bars into cash my man

Wrote many albums gonna write more, why man?

Cos I am and I can, black man and white man

I don’t care just so long as it’s the right man for the job

And you tight man…(know what I’m saying?)

Ya’ll don’t wanna feel the pain from my right hand

I am not trying to gas like a Sprite can

Going to the pinnacle despite man

I am never gonna be out of sight man

I can give you all the music that’ll make you feel alright man

Verse Two:

I am a rainbow but with the rain though

I am well known but with out the fame

So I can walk down the streets just the same as when I ran

As youngster in a raincoat

I am famous but nameless, blameless and shameless (yo)

And I don’t aim but I aint' aimless (yo)

This is no game but I aint' game less (yo)

And I don’t hate but I got haters

I am the passport so you can say that

I am the way through, the visa waiver

I am not here to just do favours

I am classic, I am flavours

I am someone’s stranger

I am someone’s next door neighbour

I can’t stand there and just be vacant

I am blatant in the mirror looking at I am

Verse Three:

He just keeps coming, that kid from East London

I got them banging beats but to me it aint nothing

I’m in the studio everyday pushing buttons

D will do the rhyme and Stixx will do the cutting

I got them other rappers running

If they told you they in the same league as me they frontin

They speak so sudden with speech so rotton,

They wolves like sheep or sheep like curry mutton

I came to pump it up but yo my name aint' Joe Budden

From all around the world the people tell me that they love it

Trying to take your limelight I wouldn’t think of it

I live by the words that man should not covet

I came up on roots, revival and ragamuffin

Until I found hip-hop my dearly beloved

It’s like my little Sis who walks with three brothers

And I’m so far ahead I cannot see the others

Word to your Mother, I burn like rubber,

I’m all up in your face so I’m not undercover

Skinnyman told me that my beats sound butter

I couldn’t really say that I was raised in the gutter

Amazing no other MC could bothered to bring 3 albums

I brought «One Another»

Put on my album and you bound to discover

The sounds of the Funk D. dot take cover