Luyện nghe bài hát Funky (12" Version Remix)

* {intro talking by Ultra out}

[Kool
I brought a band, Sam is on
He's blowin' hard, back-to-back notes, get it
off your coat, meditate, let your brain compel
Just think as the excels to your eardrums
Cause cells to numb and freeze while I break off at
Real smooth, the piano
My voice nasal, no is needed
To get and burn while the Technics' turn
For the U-L, the T, the
You got a copy? Watch the play
Bite more...spin it day
You up and try to make up a rhyme that fear me
But let me tell you straight, I know you me
And I'm on the stage you just cheer me up another level
Down below I'm throwin' with the Devil in a
I'm on the rampage, you need a number? Wanna know my
Psyche! I a Magnum
Other groups - I only rag them, and wait
While you I hesitate, observe your wack styles
You been rappin', talkin' for about nothin'
Cos you don't amaze me, I'm like a game, everyone me
Regular, extended to the bonus, for of you
I think you known this was funky...

[Ced
Understand the sounds you're
a band, with nitroglycerin
One with horns and trumpets, I've pumped this
Track up cos I knew I must get you to dance the floor
Plus give more of this beat, then teach
All of you how to really reach peak
And don't have a seat, cos the bass hits harder
My snare drum's weak, hi-hats used real funky
You get freaky, weakly groovin' to the real neatly
So try to devote your-self to
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 instead I'm great because I
The lyrics that match the pitch of my
Kick drum, SynDrum, no are needed
While Ced Gee overheated
And as I switch to matter in which
Combined with I can't miss

Yo, this is funky, man...