Luyện nghe bài hát Funkorama (Cookin Soul Remix)

My funk prognosis make my come uncoast
One hundred percent funk blood straight through your nose
I have to be Madonna to make your eyes freeze
Visine's for eyes when you the thai weed
For this, you need a scientist
Keep eye in this, funk cosmical, far from logical
I blow the up in any hood or boondox
Make the bully of the block and get new locks
Now who kicks phenomical astronomical? Uh
That's my nine in you, nauseous that's my rhyme in you
I funk like numchuks my game's death
That's cool when I blind fools Kareem Abdul
Hot like lava's fire, sometimes I get more higher than
My funk speech make wear sun visors
I'm gettin with the funk in your trunk
Def in the house, with the for all you punks

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

Ah, I'm just as high as three up motherfuckers
Def squad's in the house, the for you suckers
Punks, y'all chumps, I blew the frame 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 computer's amenesia
I'm swifter than blades on icecapades
I'm fearless like four plus I'm like aid
My grammar, slam here to york, Alabama
I pull my pants up, I'm nutty like planters
My style gets like row or def like jeff
Def like jam or squad, or like meth
One two! Big up to my niggaz on one
That cocks and busts back at the boys in
Rrrrrah! weed for you!
Who I can't burn shit up just like Lisa Lopez?
I'm cause the ruckus, my is fucked up
You off calling them Power Ranger motherfuckers
Cause Redman bomb just like Sadaam
When I'm loose I'm worldwide triple fat goose

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