Luyện nghe bài hát Funky (12" Version Remix)

* talking by Ultra left out}

[Kool
I brought a band, Sam is on
blowin' hard, back-to-back notes, get with it
Take off your coat, meditate, let your brain
think as the beat excels to your eardrums
Cause cells to numb and freeze while I break off at
Real smooth, the piano
My voice nasal, no soprano is
To get overheated and while the Technics' turn
For the U-L, the T, the
You got a copy? Watch the record
more...spin it every day
You wake up and try to up a rhyme that fear me
But let me tell you straight, I know you me
And when I'm on the stage you just cheer me up another
Down below I'm throwin' the Devil in a cage
I'm on the rampage, you need a number? know my age?
Psyche! I carry a
Other groups - I will rag them, and wait
While you debate I hesitate, your wack styles
You been rappin', talkin' for miles nothin'
Cos you amaze me, I'm like a game, everyone plays me
Regular, extended to the bonus, for of you
I think you should've known was funky...

[Ced
the sounds you're listenin'
It's a band, nitroglycerin
One with and trumpets, I've really pumped this
Track up cos I I must get you to dance across the floor
Plus myself more of this beat, then teach
All of you how to really reach your
And don't have a seat, cos while the bass hits
My snare drum's never weak, hi-hats used funky
You get freaky, weakly groovin' to the beat real
So try to your-self to Ultra-Magnetic
Pick up my phonograph copy
It's not sloppy, ax your girl, she me Poppy
was Ceddie, not Eddie, I'm ready
I'm not confetti, nor
But I'm great because I create
The lyrics match the pitch of my bass
Kick drum, SynDrum, no are needed
Ced Gee gets overheated
And rough as I switch to in which
Combined rhythm I can't miss

Yo, track is funky, man...