Текст песни White Boys - Play That Funky Music
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( *human beat box by Essence* )[ Precise ]Goin back in my mindAnother place, another timeNot now, 3 years agoI was tryin to go to the showI had money, but no diceBein too young I paid the priceSo I left with my head hangin downWent around back, heard the soundComin from the place into my faceYo, you shoulda heard that bassThumpin, the beat was pumpinWithout a doubt the joint was jumpinHard, I jumped on a crateLooked at my watch, it was 12:08So I hurried and looked in the windowMan, what a show[ CHORUS ]They were dancin and singin And movin to the groovinAnd just when it hit me Somebody turned around and shoutedPlay that funky music white boyPlay that funky music rightPlay that funky music white boyLay down the boogieAnd play that funky music till you dieTill you dieTill you dieTill you die[ Exact ]Time passed, we developped a styleWent back to the club, not crackin a smileNot time to joke or time to jerkJust time for the Boys to cold do workThe man at the door said, "Come on in"Announced to the crowd we would soon beginBackstage we all got readyTo move the crowd and to cold rock steadyTo boldly go where no man had gone beforeLeave the crowd still beggin for morePreparations now over, party people in a rageWhen the White Boys took the stageCold gettin loose, not poppin abuseThe three they could see now had the juiceNon-stop hip-hop in every songGuess what was goin on[ CHORUS ][ both ]No way can I explainWhat goes on inside my brainThe bass drum drops, the swing beat rocksAnd the crowd just comes in flocksPayin and stayin to see us rhymeWonder why? Go back in timeWhen we saw the light and the way to goAt the club, long ago[ CHORUS ]