Luyện nghe bài hát Psycho

The year is 1971. Now comes the of the children of Roton
Lords of the Underground witness the birth of the child
hit 'em

Born with the funk from the of Brenda
See I likes the but you used to dig The Spinners
with the style from the birth canal
And now I got the flav to make the crowd go
Do dig it (screams) Ooh watch me it
I'm taking no shorts unless this ?girl from my
I packs the piece more than chicken packed
I'm nearly knocking boots, but if not knock teeth
Wahh! Gaga, ooh cries the
on the ass now the Doitall's crazy
No rattles or playpens, the crowds what I'm
And yes I do Reruns, as if this boy was
Now January 14th has birthed the one
The D-Day for and yes I'm funk-ay
I got you bobbing to the funky
K-Def let 'em know here comes the child

Yeah, born in the underground of Newark, now witness the birth of Mr.

The fifth of the terror, it's the return of Kreuger
A.K. Anger, but yo that's Mr. Funkee
Concieved in the fire by you warned through
The funky child was taught to the of the masters
Mr. Funkee, yes girl the black mack is
Here to kick my funky style, funky this and funky
You can kid you know, you could practice all your life
But I still take the show and then I go home with the
Oh my God, funky with the style, Lord mercy
I hurdle over rappers just Jackie Joyner-Kersee
Watch me the script, let me show you what the funk do
you call me uncle (What?) Uncle (What?) Uncle (Who?)
When I was younger I used to sing my sister
Now I kick the ill styles you have to call me
Cooling in the House of Hits, time to
Raised in the of the funky child

(Funky child) (Funky style)

(Funky child) (Funky style)

(Funky child) (Funky style)

(Funky child) (Funky style)

(Funky child) (Funky style)

(Funky child) (Funky style)

Well um, back up baby, come the schooler
We're hit when we dry and hit rock 'n' roller
I'm caught in the swinging, hear no by the Pendulum
Just?, so this is how I'm killing
K is on the M.P., Jazz is on the
Marley's on the mix and now the Lords a hit like POW
Now it's time to get
And watch my funky freak the underground
In a second, or minute, in no times
(Flatline noise) it back
And go grab the album to give the Lords
Take it home to mom to say "Ain't funky?"

We gone psycho and everbody thought they did was
They didn't affect me, I said "So what?" I kept on rhymes
I keep my funky style perfected so no one can my flow
I no man, cause if it's on fool, then it's on (And it's on)
Don't worry not for crews selling out
As long as Lords of the stay underground
The brothers of LOTUG will keep the fitness
Don't worry about me selling out, mind your
You might say "Damn, Mr. Funkee's out"
But if you listen to the then you'll know what I'm about
Any props you receive are the that you earn
I'm off till the funky returns