Fresh Outta “P” University

You ain't nothing
But a dirty low down
Sheep killing dog
The snake ain't in the grass no more
'Cause I'm looking at her
You low down
Dirty sneeky dog
Bootzilla
Bootzilla
Bootzilla
I'm fresh outta 'P' University
I'm fresh outta 'P' University
You better not funk with me
What is the 'P'
Don't be scared of the 'P'
I can't spread that
We're fresh outta 'P'
What do you call it
Such a funky geezer
Here I came from Planet Granite
Understand it?
I travel over concrete and gravet
Fresh outta 'P' University
I got a PhD in ghetto philosophy
See I don't funk around
With things that my mind can't see
I only do with things inside my reality
Understand any equality and a cycle
What goes a round comes around
Act like you knew it
You could get funked up
For that
'Cause my manager don't give a fuck
Where you at
And if the 'P' comes in the back black
Let me get in the Lucy
There's 25 cents worth
Of BY's and Bootsy
And If I was killer I would kill
But I'm not so
To chill with Bootzilla
The iller P-Funk pillow
We came to make you feel good
So call me Robin Leroy Hood
We breeze through the trees
Master T's breeze
Spreadin' like sticky on wonder
Sunday they can't keep us under
'Cause we're loud like thunder
We don't give a fuck
So don't disturb me
We're fresh outta 'P'
You can't funk with me
I've got my pedigree
You can't funk with me
I've got my pedigree
I'm fresh outta 'P' University
Just like Robin Lee Hood
Shouldn't I funk the way you should
I want to be good to your earhole, oh baby
Good to ya
Like Robin Hood get ya in the woods now, baby
She was good for ya
If you're dancin' out the rhythm
You won't entice the worm, baby
You don't have to be a rocket scientist or a book worm
To alarm
Bootzilla
Bootzilla
Bootzilla
Bootzilla
In the house is Mousse T
They track you down
You shoulda look it was the bomb
Before he blew up, baby
And you got that kill in your systems
They hit ya with that
I can't give ya any win star
It's crazy how it all comes back around
It's all good and if you could, you should
Understand it in your high speed
Pursuit for happiness
That you block out the stress
Yes
The dadescatter left you in the head
That's how the trail blaze
Like Kenny
Anybody want next
From Berlin to Brooklyn
We cash checks
Fresh outta 'P', it ain't complex
You can't funk with me
I've got my pedigree
You can't funk with me
I've got my pedigree
Now remember
The iller P-Funkilla
The thriller in Manilla
When kings was kings
And queens was queens
Looks like my turn again
Bootzilla
Bootzilla
Bootzilla
Bootzilla
24/7 he would kill you
24/7 he would kill you
24/7 he would kill you
24/7 he would kill you
Alive and thrillin' concerts, baby
You got the iller P-Funkilla
And if you got the bomb, check it out
That I've got to kill ya, yeah
Serving out hazardous material
Oh, I just wanna be good to your P-earhole
Bootzilla is in the house, now
You can't funk with me
I've got my pedigree
You can't funk with me
I've got my pedigree
You can't funk with me
I've got my pedigree
You can't funk with me
I've got my pedigree
Fresh outta 'P' University
You better now funk with me
Don't be scared of the 'P'
Funkiest mothers in the universe
We'll be the funkiest mothers in the universe