Luyện nghe bài hát Funk

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

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

"I plan to you what it is later"

(DJ Pam and scratches)

Bet George and Bootsy, had funk like this
catch twenty-two, no fist can dismiss this
rip that go through, maybe I can flow through
this ordeal and not pull out the black steel
and my friends suggestions...
I should squeal to the cops but that's out of the question
If I die by the trigger of a misled
could he be judged by the system that is scared of me and
I believe no, so I don't go, with the
even though I'm to roll with no paddle
up a creek called shit, light is lit on the
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 funk for our oppressors as we did
for ourselves, the blood would never flow
And then, the uzis that were used to kill each other
be used, to serve and protect the brothers
And the sisters and the cousins or whatever
But the funk keeps like a fungus...

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

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

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

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

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

Aight, it up
I wanna say whassup to the brothers and sisters really got my back
the funk be on
Of course it goes without saying, E-Roc and DJO from The Coup
got my back at all times and at all
Same goes for D-Force and Sneaker, Point
and Stone of the Outcasts
Osajih Po from the Tenth
Chuck Da got my back
Evo got my back, got my back
Niko and the Mau Mau Rhythm Collective
got my back cause I got
The is on, and African Identity is there
The funk is on and Voices is there
The is on and T-More and Twin from Elements of Change are there
And I'm there for Cindy, I'm for 3rd Rail
I'm there for Aztlan
I got back Leftside Sim
I got your back Disposable of Hiphoprisy cause you got mine
All y'all got my back, Neckbone got my with the sax
Problem got my back with the piano
Aiy y'all fade out, but before we fade
I say rest in peace to Plan B, we out