Luyện nghe bài hát Get Up On That Funk

Get on up on funk
And maybe 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 drum
it up loud and listen to the rhythm run
Whenever I'm feelin bad, angry or
I grab a cassette, and pop it in the deck
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 shit still hit
The Louisiana chicken and biscuits
is my feet move, it sure does feel good
My head is bouncin, cruisin my neighborhood
But ain't pop though, R&B or disco
or calypso, that's playin in my radio
It's that yes, won't settle for less
Sheeit, I must be blessed, now it out
[W.C. and
Get on up on that
And maybe feel better
(repeat 2X)
[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, to move 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 ghetto I live off Imperial
Dip dab smacked in the of South Central
I might it out (why?) cause I got potential
I ain't livin by protocol, cross me sure to fall
sucker, sippin on some Eightball
Left by the wayside, run but you can't (yeah)
Call it foolish, but I got the funky
Now hear I'm sayin (yup) You might think I'm playin
rappin so long, some say I need a vacation
Emcees wanna be me, some girls skeeze me
But I play the back, I'm scared of A-I-D, S
to the next I must move on
You might know my (why) cause I made a funky song
[W.C. and
Get on up on funk
And maybe you'll feel
(repeat 2X)
..
"Coo, Coolio! em what's 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 enough
to keep me from the rhythm of the funky stuff
I know who I am, and Sam I
I'll never the funk, I won't cause I cain't
Crazy Toones on the fader, kinda like Vader
On tape like great, dominate the player
So Dub (whattup?) Won't you to the front
and give the real of the word funk
[W.C.]
What's my meanin of the word
Well let me give a
Minority Alliance of Anti
In words, an organization of my homeboys
from the rich and famous
And givin back to the poor in the slums, yo
Cause neither one of us forgot where we from
Cause when you sellout, you're out, and we don't want ya
Nigga both sides, I gotta peel his cap
Cause one thing the Circle ain't down and that's
all these bourgeoise negroes, better known as
Huh, of society, approval they try so hard
with your brand new
Try to fit in the upper class, but the upper class
was a mask, and LAUGHIN AT YO' ASS
why I'm down with the M.A.A.D. Circle
But keepin it Low Pro, workin for the po' folks
So everybody your back
I'm like the who sat by the door with a gat yo
(I you can funk these words to the letter
Get up on the funk and maybe feel better, yo)
[W.C. and
Get on up on funk
And maybe feel better
(repeat 4X)