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Everlast - Funky Beat текст песни, lyrics

Check 
Uh huh 
Check check, y'all 

Yo Whitey Ford's the name 
The Hunchback of Notre Dame 
Couldn't get more bent 
When it's time to represent 
I control it like rent 
In a slum tenement 
Life's hard like some men 
In the concrete jungle 
I don't smoke jumbo 
So whatcha knockin' for 
There's locks on my door 
We rock from the floor 
To the ceilin' 
Ain't no drug dealin' 
Ain't no gat peelin' 
You can't fight this feelin' 

Casual: 
Well, My style's golden 
Hot like molten rock 
Niggers come bold 
But leave here holdin' jock 
High roll patrol 
Roll through the set on fifth 
Arm's solo 
Sippin' momo with a chick 
Niggers take the penitentiary 
Chances at the dances 
Lettin' off shots 
Lit off the lanterns 
Mad 'cause a nigga can't test with no access 
To phatness like this 

Sadat X: 
From one story the cowboy was founded 
I'm surrounded by Casual and Whitey Ford 
The whole world and your girl 
From the Bay to LA 
To my blue end while 
I ain't tryin' to die 
I'm tryin' to live 
While I cool out 
And pick up my daughter 
When the bell says the school out 
Who the hell brought tools 
In this peaceful event 
Now I can love you 
Front you 
Or we could hunt you 
You played too close 
Take a hit of this dose 

A yes, yes, y'all 
Sadat X: A freak, freak, yo 
Casual: So fresh y'all 
To the beat y'all 
Sadat X: A yes yes y'all 
Casual: We don't stop dog 
We keep it rockin' till the panties drop, yo 

Casual: 
Uh huh, ha 
I see the rappers bein' ruined 
By you and whoever's doin' that 
Crap, they got me booin' 
In fact, I'm gettin' to 'em 
May an electrical poetical surge 
Give me the urge 
To, consume, the tomb 
And submerge 
The depths of adverbs 
Keep it sick 
Analytical 
You pitiful trick 
I'm the pinnacle and the prodigal 
Rhyme style's 
Hip nautical 
Fuck the artical 
The artist is hardest 
To harvest the hard shit 

Sadat X: 
I slave till all my work is done 
I'm cashin' in 
Stack up my money for a grand set 
I like them all house parties rockin' 
Plus I'm up in your cozy 
Bitch turn your head and keep your eyes 
Where they supposed to be 
Supposedly I was seen with something lean, huh 
Brown skin 
I keep it bouncin' 
I say loungin' 
On the side with red wine 
I know that shit on my floor ain't swine 

Now back it up 
Stack it up 
And hit me one more time 
It might be your phone call 
But check it, it's my dime 
And I know she's fine 
But get off my line 
Or I'll break that spine 
And then maybe your face 
You all up in my space 
Like with Puffy and Mase 
But that's just not the case 
'Cause I'm settin' the pace 
While you followin' and swallowin' 
Savorin' the flavor 
In your audio for now 
Quick suckin' my style 
I'll be the man 
With the large amounts of savoir-faire 

CHORUS 
Rock on 
To the break of dawn 
Just freak it 
Ah yeah baby 
Rock on 
To the break of dawn 
Just freak it 
Ah yeah baby 

CHORUS II (X2) 
Sadat X: 
'Cause it's the funky beat 
'Cause it's the funky beat 
'Cause it's the funk, the funk, the funk, funky beat (beat) 

Sadat X: 
I'll leave a piece of my style 
Flyin' high up in the air 
And you'll say to yourself 
Damn I'm glad I was there 
This is as rare as me frickin' share 
You people stare 
But behind closed doors 
You will take it there 

Casual: 
Yeah I be the extraordinare 
Judge from Bayfare 
To Albee Square 
Tell me where the party at 
I'll be there 
Let her hit the coney at 
Show her where to rock the pony at 

I be the man 
With the large amounts of sapphire fare 
I'm about to cut loose 
My dog so you all best beware 
You can dance with flare 
And get out of your chair 
We be smarter than your average boo boo bear 

CHORUS 
Rock on 
To the break of dawn 
Just freak it 
Ah yeah baby 
Rock on 
To the break of dawn 
Just freak it 
Ah yeah baby 

CHORYS II (X4) 
Sadat X: 
'Cause it's the funky beat 
'Cause it's the funky beat 
'Cause it's the funk, the funk, the funk, funky beat (beat)

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