Luyện nghe bài hát Get Up On That Funk

Get on up on funk
And maybe you'll feel
(repeat 2X)
I got the funk me, yes it guides me
The in my eyes, is shinin brightly
Just give me some bass, a snare and a kick drum
Turn it up loud and to the rhythm run
I'm feelin bad, angry or upset
I grab a cassette, and pop it in the tape
or eight-track, as long as it ain't wack
Funk is addictive, but not like crack
I'm hip to the old shit, the that still hit
The Louisiana and homemade biscuits
is makin my feet move, it does feel good
My head is bouncin, through my neighborhood
But ain't pop though, R&B or disco
Reggae or calypso, that's in my radio
It's funk yes, won't settle for less
Sheeit, I be blessed, now check it out
[W.C. and
Get on up on that
And maybe feel better
(repeat 2X)
[W.C.]
it out
Now turn up radio, EQ the stereo
I'm glad that y'all could make it to rock with the Circle
And this is a preview, somethin to to
to groove to, I hope I don't lose you
Now I am the miracle, say I'm spiritual
But I'm the ghetto what? I live off Imperial
Dip dab in the heart of South Central
I might it out (why?) cause I got potential
I ain't by protocol, cross me you're sure to fall
Another sucker, sippin on Eightball
Left by the wayside, run but you hide (yeah)
Call it foolish, but I got the funky
Now what I'm sayin (yup) You might think I'm playin
rappin so long, some say I need a vacation
Emcees wanna be me, some wanna skeeze me
But I play the back, cause I'm of A-I-D, S
to the paragraph I must move on
You might know my face (why) I made a funky song
[W.C. and
Get on up on funk
And maybe you'll feel
(repeat 2X)
..
"Coo, Coolio! Show em on the mic!"

I love the funk, and the loves me so
I'm stuck to the and I won't let go
Ain't no mountain high or valley ever deep
to keep me away from the rhythm of the stuff
I know who I am, and Sam I
I'll never fake the funk, I won't cause I
Crazy Toones on the fader, like Funk Vader
On like great, dominate the record player
So Dub (whattup?) Won't you to the front
and give the real meanin of the funk
[W.C.]
What's my meanin of the funk?
Well let me a demonstration
Minority Alliance of Anti
In other words, an organization of my
stealin from the rich and
And givin back to the folks in the slums, yo
Cause neither one of us forgot where we from
Cause when you sellout, you're out, and we want ya back
Nigga playin both sides, I peel his cap
one thing the Circle ain't down with and that's
all these bourgeoise negroes, better known as
Huh, sick of society, approval they try so
your brand new cars
Try to fit in with the upper class, but the upper
was a mask, and LAUGHIN AT YO' ASS
That's why I'm down the M.A.A.D. Circle
But still it Low Pro, workin for the po' folks
So everybody your back
I'm like the spook who sat by the door a gat yo
(I you can funk these words to the letter
Get up on the funk and you'll feel better, yo)
[W.C. and
Get on up on funk
And maybe you'll better
(repeat 4X)