Luyện nghe bài hát Funkorama (Cookin Soul Remix)

My funk make my brains come uncoast
One hundred percent funk runs blood straight your nose
I don't have to be Madonna to make eyes freeze
Visine's for when you smoke the thai weed
For this, you need a scientist
Keep eye in this, funk cosmical, far from logical
I blow the spot up in any or boondox
Make the bully of the block and get new locks
Now who kicks phenomical astronomical? Uh
That's my nine in you, feelin nauseous that's my in you
I swing like numchuks my game's death
That's cool I blind fools like Kareem Abdul
Hot lava's fire, sometimes I get more higher than cheech
My funk speech make words wear sun
I'm gettin down the funk in your trunk
Def squad's in the house, with the for all you

"Coming down the block man loud as fuck, you would swear Redman was the trunk"

Ah, I'm just as high as three peeled up
Def squad's in the house, the for you suckers
Punks, chumps, I blew the frame once twice
I'm dumb nice, I bring my worst to a gunfight
The top notch, nah fuck that, that topped
I'm off the meter, I make catch amenesia
I'm swifter than blades on icecapades
I'm fearless like four plus I'm cool aid
My grammar, slam from here to york,
I never pull my pants up, I'm nutty like
My style gets death row or def like jeff
Def like jam or squad, or death meth
One two! Big up to my on one deuce
That cocks snaps and back at the boys in
Rrrrrah! weed for you!
Who says I can't burn shit up just like Lisa
I'm cause the ruckus, my is fucked up
You better off calling Power Ranger motherfuckers
Cause Redman bomb just like Sadaam
When I'm loose I'm worldwide like triple fat

"Coming down the block man as fuck, you would swear Redman was inside the trunk"