) Boo-Yaa funkin it up (Don't mess with) Boo-Yaa funkin it up (Don't mess with) Boo-Yaa funkin it up (Don't mess with) Booooooooo-Yaa! Yeah (Yeah) (Come
it's a death every hour That's why I don't by time, I know what time it is Bang your head to this Boo-Yaa T.R.I.B.E. is pickin up metal! We're pickin
I'm muscle-bound Loc'ed out as a hound, I'm not down in a dog pound Breakin out, MC's start fakin out Boo-Yaa T.R.I.B.E., time to start takin out MC's
up, get up, step up, I feel the fate now Cause that Boo-Yaa bass is gettin too loud But the louder it gets we get much respect T.R.I.B.E.'s on your back
Forget the news, cause there's nothin excitin It's our time, Boo-Yaa's ridin (Boo-Yaa, Boo-Yaa hoo-ridin) (Boo-Yaa, Boo-Yaa hoo-ridin) (Boo-Yaa, Boo-Yaa
I dislike when people at a party sit Now I didn't come here to be judged by the color of my skin Boo-Yaa T.R.I.B.E. just went Psyko cause they wouldn'
look up and all you see is the T.R.I.B.E. You have a teardrop tacked to your eye 25 to life, so you better get with it You ask who did it, the Ganxta R
all] T.R.I.B.E. T.R.I.B.E. T.R.I.B.E. B-Boo-Yaa T.R.I.B.E. [Ganxta R?dd] Let's go home [The Godfather Rock TE] Ain't we funky now? (Hell yeah!) (Hell
Ooh, that's funky, mama) Godfather, you think they can get with T.R.I.B.E.? [Godfather] Na, na, na, na, na Tell em, T.R.I.B.E. [all] Na, na, na, na
jam to be craved for the new generation Here, this is for the New Funky Nation And it could be better (It could be better) The New Funky Nation (New Funky Nation
