Luyện nghe bài hát Funk

I used to it with a brother named, Moe
Moe used to it with a brother named, Joe
Joe used to kick it his girlfriend Lateisha
brother Elmo, looked like me
Elmo used to elbow of brothers in the nose
Kick em when they down and he'd steal they shoes and
Elmo would develop of beef as a tweaker
and all of them was come lookin for me
that, fat motherfuckers 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, what's here's a rap
Saturday o'clock, told E-Roc, the whole block
and what not, about, how men are spottin he
"This little homey gets bread flossin
You ain't Steve Austin, Elmo got in Boots
Maybe you move to Boston"
But you get lost you play like a punk
Pile on the Right Guard I got funk

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

"I to tell you what it is later"

(DJ Pam and scratches)

Bet George and Bootsy, never had like this
twenty-two, twist no fist can dismiss this
rip that go through, maybe I can flow through
whole ordeal and not pull out the black steel
and my friends suggestions...
that I should squeal to the cops but out of the question
If I die by the of a misled brother
he be judged by the system that is scared of me and others?
I believe no, so I go, with the flow
even though I'm to roll 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 never
motherfuckers 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 were once used to each other
Could be used, to serve and the brothers
And the sisters and the cousins or others
But the keeps growing like a fungus...

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

"That's Elmo, get that fool" "Yeah get fool"
"Ay, I'm Boots, I Elmo -- I'm Boots from The Coup!!"

Four years til I'm twenty-five, now I got a
caliber don't take no jive, pull to fix
Don't want to be eighty-sixed, three six and six in my mix
Don't flap your lips about me takin no,
You be takin no sips from a milk carton
seein my with a caption, askin
"Have you Boots, he's missing in action"
This is more Off the Wall than Michael Jackson
Cause brothers who be doin brothers who be others
screwin brothers but The Coup be doin more than
on the corner, talkin revolution Victoria to Florida
It's why it don't sense that they want me a goner
on a, run cause brothers in a ratpack think I'm
poppin junk cause don't see for centuries
the funk so I'm a punk if I don't blast they ass
But I gots more funk for the 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 wanna pop the we got serious funk

"I'm trying, not to lose..."
"I'm trying, not to my head..." --> Melle 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 course it goes saying, that E-Roc and DJO from The Coup
got my back at all and at all costs
Same goes for D-Force and Sneaker, Point
and Stone of the Outcasts
Osajih Po from the Tenth
Chuck Da Pharoah got my
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 Identity is there
The funk is on and Voices is there
The funk is on and T-More and Twin Elements of Change are there
And I'm there for Cindy, I'm there for 3rd
I'm there for Aztlan
I got back Leftside Sim
I got your back Disposable Heroes of Hiphoprisy you got mine
All y'all got my back, 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 in peace to Plan B, we out