Текст песни Everlast - Funky Beat Feat. Casual And Sadat X
Everlast - Funky Beat Feat. Casual And Sadat X слова песни
Yo Whitey Ford`s the nameThe Hunchback of Notre DameCouldn`t get more bentWhen it`s time to representI control it like rentIn a slum tenementLife`s hard like some menIn the concrete jungleI don`t smoke jumboSo whatcha knockin` forThere`s locks on my doorWe rock from the floorTo the ceilin`Ain`t no drug dealin`Ain`t no gat peelin`You can`t fight this feelin`Casual:Weeeell, My style`s goldenHot like molten rockNiggers come boldBut leave here holdin` jockHigh roll patrolRoll through the set on fifthArm`s soloSippin` momo with a chickNiggers take the penitentiaryChances at the dancesLettin` off shotsLit off the lanternsMad `cause a nigga can`t test with no accessTo phatness like thisSadat X:From one story the cowboy was foundedI`m surrounded by Casual and Whitey FordThe whole world and your girlFrom the Bay to LATo my blue end whileI ain`t tryin` to dieI`m tryin` to liveWhile I cool outAnd pick up my daughterWhen the bell says the school outWho the hell brought toolsIn this peaceful eventNow I can love youFront youOr we could hunt youYou played too closeTake a hit of this doseA yes, yes, y`allSadat X:A freak, freak, yoCasual: So fresh y`allTo the beat y`allSadat X:A yes yes y`allCasual: We don`t stop dogWe keep it rockin` till the panties drop, yoCasual: Uh huh, haI see the rappers bein` ruinedBy you and whoever`s doin` thatCrap, they got me booin`In fact, I`m gettin` to `emMay an electrical poetical surgeGive me the urgeTo, consume, the tombAnd submergeThe depths of adverbsKeep it sickAnalyticalYou pitiful trickI`m the pinnacle and the prodigalRhyme style`sHip nauticalFuck the articalThe artist is hardestTo harvest the hard shitSadat X:I slave till all my work is doneI`m cashin` inStack up my money for a grand setI like them all house parties rockin`Plus I`m up in your cozyBitch turn your head and keep your eyesWhere they supposed to beSupposedly I was seen with something lean, huhBrown skinI keep it bouncin`I say loungin`On the side with red wineI know that shit on my floor ain`t swineNow back it upStack it upAnd hit me one more timeIt might be your phone callBut check it, it`s my dimeAnd I know she`s fineBut get off my lineOr I`ll break that spineAnd then maybe your faceYou all up in my spaceLike with Puffy and MaseBut that`s just not the case`Cause I`m settin` the paceWhile you followin` and swallowin`Savorin` the flavorIn your audio for nowQuick suckin` my styleI`ll be the manWith the large amounts of savoir-faireRock onTo the break of dawnJust freak itAh yeah babyRock onTo the break of dawnJust freak itAh yeah baby`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 styleFlyin` high up in the airAnd you`ll say to yourselfDamn I`m glad I was thereThis is as rare as me frickin` shareYou people stareBut behind closed doorsYou will take it thereCasual: Yeah I be the extraordinareJudge from BayfareTo Albee SquareTell me where the party atI`ll be thereLet her hit the coney atShow her where to rock the pony atI be the manWith the large amounts of sapphire fareI`m about to cut looseMy dog so you all best bewareYou can dance with flareAnd get out of your chairWe be smarter than your average boo boo bear