Текст песни Low Profile - Funky Song
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[ VERSE 1: W.C. ]Yo Aladdin, make sure my microphone is onNo wait a minute - hm-hm, now let me check my tone(Before I start rockin) Yo, what we`re callin this homes?(Ain`t nothin goin on...) wordWell, if it ain`t nothin but a funky song, I`m in it to win itProperly fitted, so let`s get with itMy lyrical format breaks and bends the rulesFor those of you who wanna battle my crewI come from the family down with PriorityPeace to N.W.A and Eazy-EAnd to the homies everywhere that`s down with Low ProY`all want funk? Yo, yo, now here we goCan I come on, or should I come off smooth and dope?Spectacular, I make a amateur chokeYou see, it`s gotta be funky, doper than the average funk songThat`s why I didn`t come off strongI chose a laid back jack and watched the others swoop and hollerThey try to kick funk, but yo, why did they botherThis is pure funk, so y`all sing along(Ain`t nothin goin on but a funky song)[ VERSE 2: W.C. ]Funk - the word for the day that I speak uponIt`s like a drug, you could say that I`m sprungEvery time that I speak I pertain to a funky crowdTurn up the radio, make sure that it`s loudThe woofers are bumpin, the tweeders and tweetinThe bass is kickin, Doub`s about to start rippinAll these MC`s sound alike screamin off of funky tracksGot the nerve to put the garbage on waxArtificial MC`s, I break em with ease, they get dunkedThey all lack the true meanin of funkA street hardcore sample with a positive tipThis here is so funky, all I need is a mothershipA pair of twelves and a mic in my hand, seeSo I can get busy for those down with meHave you yellin my name while I pertain to the brainCause when it comes to funk, I`m leavin permanent stainsSo change arrange and yo, I ain`t a new jack, geeAladdin gave me the mic, so I couldspeak my pieceFunk, the universal language, now can you swing it?Some tried, but came softer than a DanishDunkenhein rappers is soft, they can`t competeNow here`s a dope record tooken out of the backstreetsY`all know the words, so yo, sing along(Ain`t nothin goin on but a funky song)[ VERSE 3: W.C. ]So now we come to the final verse of the songI came to short-circuit, so go and clap alongWave your hands in the air while you shout and go offBut keep away from the stage, because you might get tossedYo, now here`s somethin that I know that you likeSomethin funky, but yet though, it`s gotta be hypeSo sing along, even though when I`m gone(Ain`t nothin goin on...)Peace(...but a funky song)