Luyện nghe bài hát Funk

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

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

"I plan to you what it is later"

(DJ Pam and scratches)

Bet and Bootsy, never had funk like this
catch twenty-two, twist no fist can this
rip that I'ma go through, maybe I can through
this whole ordeal and not 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 of a misled brother
could he be judged by the system is scared of me and others?
I believe no, so I don't go, the flow
even though I'm bout to roll with no
up a creek called shit, is lit on the situation
Cause me and him is gonna the population
Now we wonder why our revolution never
Killin motherfuckers for steppin on our toe
If we had as funk for our oppressors as we did
for ourselves, the blood would never flow
And then, the uzis were once used to kill each other
be used, to serve and protect the brothers
And the sisters and the or whatever others
But the funk keeps growing a fungus...

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

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

Four til I'm twenty-five, now I got a forty-five
caliber 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 about me takin no, trips
You won't be takin no sips 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
Cause who be doin brothers who be doin others
screwin brothers but The Coup be doin more shoo-be-doin
on the corner, talkin revolution from to Florida
why it don't make sense that they want me a goner
on a, run cause some in a ratpack think I'm
junk cause they don't see for centuries
the genocidal funk so I'm a punk if I don't they ass
But I gots more funk for the class
Will it ever end, will we win, drinkin juice and gin
gets again, gets 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 names of people in this may not be accurate ***

Aight, it up
I wanna say whassup to the brothers and that really got my back
the funk be on
Of course it goes saying, that E-Roc and DJO from The Coup
got my back at all times and at all
goes for D-Force and Sneaker, Point Blank
J-Post and of the Outcasts
Osajih Po from the Tenth
Chuck Da got my back
Evo got my back, Rose got my
Niko and the Mau Mau Rhythm Collective
got my back I got theirs
The funk is on, and African Identity is
The funk is on and Midnight is there
The funk is on and T-More and Twin from Elements of Change are
And I'm for Cindy, I'm there for 3rd Rail
I'm there for Nation
I got your back Sim
I got your back Disposable Heroes of Hiphoprisy cause you got
All got my back, Neckbone got my back with the sax
Child got my back with the piano
Aiy let's fade out, but before we fade
I wanna say rest in to Plan B, we out