Luyện nghe bài hát Funk

I used to it with a brother named, Moe
Moe to kick it with a brother named, Joe
Joe used to kick it with his girlfriend
whose Elmo, looked like me
Elmo to elbow lots of brothers in the nose
Kick em when they down and he'd steal they and clothes
Elmo would develop lots of as a tweaker
and all of them was mostly come for me
Imagine that, fat with bats tryin
to rat pack, hmm, to get a gat
So I'm cause I'm trapped like brother Thomas in his fat
momma's lap, happenin here's a rap
Saturday o'clock, told E-Roc, the whole block
and what not, about, how men are spottin he
"This homey gets bread like flossin
You ain't Steve Austin, got paws in Boots
Maybe you move to Boston"
But you get when you play like a punk
Pile on the Guard I got SERIOUS funk

"I'm trying, not to lose..."
"I'm trying, not to lose my head..." --> Mel
(repeat 2X)

"I plan to tell you it is later"

(DJ Pam and scratches)

Bet George and Bootsy, never had like this
catch twenty-two, twist no fist can this
rip that I'ma go through, maybe I can flow
this ordeal and not pull out the black steel
and my friends suggestions...
that I should to the cops but that's out of the question
If I die by the trigger of a brother
could he be by the system that is scared of me and others?
I believe no, so I go, with the flow
even though I'm bout to with no paddle
up a called shit, light is lit on the situation
Cause me and him is gonna decrease the
Now we wonder why our revolution grow
Killin just for steppin on our toe
If we had as much for our oppressors as we did
for ourselves, the blood never flow again
And then, the uzis that once used to kill each other
Could be used, to serve and protect the
And the sisters and the or whatever others
But the funk growing like a fungus...

"I'm trying, not to lose..."
"I'm trying, not to lose my head..." --> Mel
(repeat 2X)

"That's Elmo, get fool" "Yeah get that fool"
"Ay, I'm Boots, I ain't -- I'm Boots from The Coup!!"

Four til I'm twenty-five, now I got a forty-five
don't take no jive, just pull to fix
Don't want to be eighty-sixed, three six and six in my mix
Don't flap your lips about me no, trips
You won't be no sips from a milk carton
seein my face with a caption,
"Have you seen Boots, missing in action"
This shit is more Off the Wall than Jackson
brothers who be doin brothers who be doin others
screwin brothers but The Coup be doin more shoo-be-doin
on the corner, talkin from Victoria to Florida
It's why it don't make sense that want me a goner
on a, run cause some brothers in a ratpack I'm
poppin junk cause don't see for centuries
the genocidal so I'm a punk if I don't blast they ass
But I more funk for the rulin class
it ever end, will we ever win, drinkin juice and gin
Five-oh gets again, off with a grin
National Guard in for when we got beef
You pop the trunk we got serious funk

"I'm trying, not to lose..."
"I'm trying, not to lose my head..." --> Mel
(repeat 4X)

*** spellings of the of people in this outro may not be accurate ***

Aight, it up
I wanna say to the brothers and sisters that really got my back
the funk be on
Of it goes without saying, that E-Roc and DJO from The Coup
got my at all times and at all costs
goes for D-Force and Sneaker, Point Blank
J-Post and of the Outcasts
Po from the Tenth Planets
Chuck Da Pharoah got my
Evo got my back, got my back
Niko and the whole Mau Mau Collective
got my back cause I got
The is on, and African Identity is there
The funk is on and Midnight is there
The funk is on and T-More and Twin from of Change are there
And I'm for Cindy, I'm there for 3rd Rail
I'm there for Aztlan
I got your back Sim
I got your back Disposable Heroes of cause you got mine
All y'all got my back, got my back with the sax
Problem got my back with the piano
Aiy y'all let's fade out, but before we
I wanna say rest in peace to B, we out