Luyện nghe bài hát Spreading Hope Like Dope

In the
There was darkness
And out of this
There a word called funk
From the trinity of funk
Three geniuses
The himself, James Brown
The master, George Clinton
And the teacher, Bootsy Collins
Just that word
Represented all that was
And funked up in the
So it was kept out of the
Of the civilized or deoderized world
The one looked down us
And saw sir
BE void of funk and
"This is not for humans to be funkless
And separated the one
You see, one is not a number
it contains the essence of all that is"
The one "I will send
The of the funk on down
In the of George Clinton
To triumph this funkless
Invader of chaos"
Then a blast from his funk gun
reached out his hand and began to speak
In an unknown funked up
No one on Earth understood P. Funk language
No one except his personal up disciples
And they sent out all
Around the world for the
"Who me? I'm yo' brother and man
Cornell West, yes, bringing you the funkin' news"