Luyện nghe bài hát Funk Radio

Yeah, smooth in the
Yo, whassup, man, up?
What's on man, what's happenin'?

Yo, whassup? This is the one, X, X Calibur
One, two, funk plus
(Yeah)
Comin' at ya at thirty degrees,
(Ha, ha)

The heat is on ears
Right now we ready
To get on W K R Funk Radio live
(We'll ya)

With TR
(And Moe on the set)
And we talkin' to y'all from Los
Live on W K R Funk Radio, our own

See rappers don't know, I a beat
I hear a beat, I catch a
The Rhythm X roll up, my style gets
Brain connects, computer rhymes get

I low and howl with no afro
X with a bald head like Fidel
Walk in a jam, with the mic and my
two girls are buggin', sayin', "Keith is my boyfriend"

But I come though, start the attack though
Add up some points like I'm Nintendo
Now look at the game, I step in first place
Leave 'em all blind for times and third base

Back to bake 'em more, fizzle and though
But you can't see the record sizzle and though
Hittin' the top a hot 45

Like "Ah, ah, ah, ah, stayin' alive, alive"
Yeah, gettin' into business
Rappers get back and do some fitness
jacks, sit ups and push ups

Now pick up your
And come and lift up some heavy
Stupid, you're dumb, standin' with dead weight
Rappers try to plex, I X
I X and throw 'em another X

X-tra flow, X-tra metaphor
X-tra hype and dope, X-tra Cupid
X-tra body heat, X-tra power
X-tra flow, you soft cauliflower

But I do get swift, the pitch
If you got the rhymes and Hammer to dance with
Yo, let's get the dead party
Rappers are wack, and ain't sayin' nothin'

While are steady, sweaty tired and boring
Let me go on, to and flow on and so on
the mic in my show on

Please the crowd with super dope hype stuff
Lyrical metaphor and of that right stuff
Shakin' your brain up, wakin' brain up
Confusin' your like a block or Rubik's Cube

Think about it, you don't understand
With a lower IQ, a brain, my man
So listen up and go on to school
Fool, you ain't

Yeah, that's comin' from W K R Funk
DJ Moe Love, TR Love
We gon' bring it out by special
For TR funky

Yeah, a lot for that funky introduction Rhythm X
I appreciate it, yeah, the are lightin' up crazy
We want the caller to come in
And win them disco pants in the
Now if you ready for some more live hype
So it is

Some rappers can flow and off the slow jam
Stay hype, continuously I know I can
off tempo, fast or even hyper
Just a sniper, pied microphone piper

Smooth rough and ready, hardcore steady
In the lane, 'n' roll ready on
Any MC type like had to sound like
Gots to be like, wants to look like, has to act

Now you like
You know you're perpetrating? Yeah
Come on, face it and chase it
You can taste it I placed it

in your face with five million lbs of bass
Boomin' systems ads replace
In fact all the rhythm is on tightly
Days of Not likely

Fact or fiction, I got you schemin'
You ain't ready, boy, I caught you
And searchin' for a style
Combine to watch our freestyle, straight the penile

Buck wild, runnin' with the golden mic
I'm like a flash, you see
Then you lose sight of the master TR, in hand
Destroyin' a foe not in demand

So act now and for the now
There's no in my mind, I'll be rap now
Come on, man,

Yo, MC's, you say comin' back?
Huh, yo, you ain't Jack, Jack, Jack, Jack,
Jack, Jack, Jack, Jack,