Luyện nghe bài hát Funk

I used to kick it with a named, Moe
Moe to kick it with a brother named, Joe
Joe used to kick it his girlfriend Lateisha
whose brother Elmo, looked me
Elmo used to elbow lots of brothers in the
Kick em when they down and he'd they shoes and clothes
Elmo would lots of beef as a tweaker
and all of them was come lookin for me
Imagine that, fat motherfuckers bats tryin
to rat pack, hmm, to get a gat
So I'm strapped I'm trapped like brother Thomas in his fat
momma's lap, happenin here's a rap
Saturday twelve o'clock, told E-Roc, the block
and not, about, how men are spottin he said
"This little homey bread like flossin
You ain't Steve Austin, Elmo got paws in
Maybe you should 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 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 dismiss
rip I'ma go through, maybe I can flow through
this ordeal and not pull out the black steel
and my friends suggestions...
that I squeal 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 that is scared of me and others?
I no, so I don't go, with the flow
though I'm bout to roll with no paddle
up a creek called shit, is lit on the situation
Cause me and him is gonna decrease the
Now we wonder why our never grow
Killin just for steppin on our toe
If we had as much funk for our as we did
for ourselves, the blood would flow again
And then, the that were once used to kill each other
Could be used, to and protect the brothers
And the sisters and the cousins or whatever
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 that fool" "Yeah get 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
caliber take no jive, just pull to fix
Don't want to be eighty-sixed, six and six ain't in my mix
Don't flap your lips about me no, trips
You won't be takin no from a milk carton
seein my face a caption, askin
"Have you seen Boots, missing in action"
This shit is more Off the Wall Michael Jackson
Cause brothers who be doin who be doin others
screwin brothers but The Coup be more than shoo-be-doin
on the corner, talkin from Victoria to Florida
It's why it make sense that they want me a goner
on a, run cause brothers in a ratpack think I'm
poppin junk cause they see for centuries
the genocidal funk so I'm a punk if I don't they ass
But I gots more funk for the rulin
it ever end, will we ever win, drinkin juice and gin
Five-oh gets again, gets off a grin
National Guard sent in for we got beef
You wanna pop the 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 to the brothers and sisters that really got my back
the funk be on
Of course it without saying, that E-Roc and DJO from The Coup
got my back at all and at all costs
Same for D-Force and Sneaker, Point Blank
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 cause I got theirs
The is on, and African Identity is there
The funk is on and Midnight Voices is
The funk is on and T-More and Twin from Elements of are there
And I'm there for Cindy, I'm there for 3rd
I'm for Aztlan Nation
I got back Leftside Sim
I got your back Disposable Heroes of Hiphoprisy you got mine
All got my back, Neckbone got my back with the sax
Problem Child got my back with the
Aiy let's fade out, but before we fade
I wanna say rest in peace to B, we out