Lyrics:

Don't make me laugh, funny
De La Soul, from the soul
You can't duplicate the sound, boy
Don't make me laugh, funny
A noun, usually disparaging and offensive
A term used to refer to or address a black person
(Don't make me laugh, funny)
Funny, an adjective providing fun, causing amusement or laughter
Or warranted suspicion like you motherf
(Don't make me laugh, nigga, funny)
She walk around with her top down
Let me talk in her ear, she know me, it's Aas' sound
Some do it for the culture
We do it for cultivating the mind that's knocked down
We worth millions but not millionaires
'Cause music industry rules are in disrepair
Yet matrimony of time and body intervenes of wisdom
To right the wrongs of any would-be king
They offering a castle, but who owns the land?
Questions rarely asked in becoming a man
See way back when we were teens and wide-eyed
With the third one closed while the nose is breathing up the glitz
Tryna catch a whiff of the fame and gather any shine on our name
But jealousy rained down from those who thoughts are never sunny
Saying, 'Don't make me laugh, nigga, funny'
It be that textbook hood dilemmas
When you 'bout to gain, like jealous ones want to install the dimmers
Now it's the same as then
Nigga heart is on hate while his face lies to you with a grin
It's where the evil eye lurks, watchin' others approving of your works
One too many praises raises their blood
With fermented frowns or a smirk, they throw mud while saying
(Don't make me laugh, nigga, funny)
And the elders steady telling the youth
That wisdom's being pulled out the hood
As if attached to a tooth and now nerves exposed
Girls tryna set the boys on the right
Track, they like the nerve of them hoes
I suppose when they were kids, they watched cartoons
And flew around their room like the man from Krypton
As they got older, you know what some do
They separate red and blue and get their Bloods and Crips on
So many mesmerized by the mess
They hear the ringing in they ears
That's the gods trying to align them
But unlike pianos, they choose to be out
Of tune, so that's where you find them
A wrench with the stench for somebody else's come up
Especially when our skin is indigenous to the sun up
I run up to write on the page of life
But they snatch it from me while saying
(Don't make me laugh, nigga, funny)
And on the other side of this, you have
Them funny style niggas talking with a hiss
They fashionably foul and flashing
Tryna get a reaction from the crowd
It's wild, to knock this kid on his ass would unallow
All these bird-ass niggas missing they words is running 'round
Out here waiting for the man like Velvet Underground
Smart brothers keep convincing themselves to dumb it down
Picking poison off of bodega shelves to numb it now
Listen, when it get ugly quick fast and in a hurry sometimes
It boil down to who had the biggest money
Or the one who feel he want it enough to get it from me
Think you hungry enough? (Don't make me laugh, nigga, funny)
Look, I'm sick of following the masses
I'm sick of giving up game to niggas failing classes, fuck lame
I'm sick of half-ass hip-hop flows, sick of passport bros
Sick of hoes with the same fat ass and short nose, uh-oh
They coming for me, them clones wanna son me
But shorties with the cookies and scones, they love to love me
Probably why some clowns swear they supposed to mean-mug me
I mean literally (Don't make me laugh, nigga, funny)
I'm from Fifth and McKeen where people live in between
Horror and hell, convince you that they just living a dream
Every day another reason to play the visiting team
They say the meter to make is if you could lift a machine
Where the stars don't shine bright and days ain't sunny
It's a struggle to fly right and
Claim victory in the subtlest twilight
But they ain't shit to me, check the history
Don't make me laugh, nigga, funny
Don't make me laugh
Don't make me laugh
Don't make me laugh, nigga, funny
Don't make me laugh