Luyện nghe bài hát Get Up On That Funk

Get on up on funk
And you'll feel better
(repeat 2X)
I got the funk inside me, yes it me
The light in my eyes, is brightly
Just give me some deep bass, a snare and a kick
it up loud and listen to the rhythm run
Whenever I'm feelin bad, or upset
I a cassette, and pop it in the tape deck
Album or eight-track, as long as it ain't
Funk is addictive, but not crack black
I'm hip to the old shit, the shit that hit
The chicken and homemade biscuits
is makin my move, it sure does feel good
My head is bouncin, cruisin my neighborhood
But this ain't pop though, R&B or
or calypso, that's playin in my radio
It's that funk yes, settle for less
Sheeit, I must be blessed, now it out
[W.C. and
Get on up on that
And maybe you'll feel
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[W.C.]
it out
Now up your radio, EQ the stereo
I'm glad that y'all could it to rock with the Maad 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 from the what? I live off Imperial
Dip dab smacked in the heart of South
I make it out (why?) cause I got potential
I ain't by protocol, cross me you're sure to fall
Another sucker, on some Eightball
by the wayside, run but you can't hide (yeah)
Call it foolish, but I got the funky
Now hear what I'm sayin (yup) You think I'm playin
Been rappin so long, some say I a vacation
Emcees be me, some girls wanna skeeze me
But I the back, cause I'm scared of A-I-D, S
to the next I must move on
You might know my face (why) cause I a funky song
[W.C. and
Get on up on funk
And maybe you'll feel
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"Coo, Coolio! em what's on the mic!"

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