The Beatnuts - Get Funky lyrics
[The Beatnuts - Get Funky lyrics]
"Get Funky" "That's right"
It's the crook with the shit
Look causin' mass danger
Torturing crew like Jews in gas chambers
The angel of death - street smart
Lyric arranger
Complicated, my styles change, I get stranger
Freak flows, let opponents know
That I combat the stats and defeat the foes
Gots to get money kid, you know how it goes
And I'm still livin' foul
Even stickin' up hoes
Equipped with the Beatnuts funk
Ain't another brother kickin' phat
Beats with spunk
Duck tried to test me but his ass flunked
I rolled him in some Bambu and
Threw him right in my trunk, punk
I told you once and I won't tell you twice
I freak the stunts and I won't pay the price
For stickin' in her paradise
Cause it's all good
I know you wish you could
You got the blues but the
Kool is your saviour
Down to just daze ya, Beatnuts wanna blaze ya
Raise ya, give you junky juice that was major
Comin' from the soul
Cause the heart is the funk spot
Diggin' through shit that I found
Out in the park lot talk not
Bustin' crazy shots at the dope squeeze
Ju, come down spray these niggas
With that funk please
Somebody said you were looking for static G
Those who try to play me
Close could die tragically
I got a merciless flow
That's emphatically fatal
It attacks the brain automatically
Unleashing lyrical wrath to leave you open
Crew that choose to bite
Might find yourself chokin'
Dirty and low, I never do what the pope says
I'm tryin' to get money like Felipe Lopez
With a 1-2-3, a 3 and 2-1
Only type of twat a preacher could eat is nun
Hon, don't it sound sweet to the drum?
Drum, trip as I flip 'til it's done
Son, act like you recognize dad
Run to poppa come get what you never had
I'm and ducks get mad cause it's all good
I know you wish you could
We got you wanna more puff from the Nut
Go on take a hit from my
Shit but it's a rough one bust one
Remember what they said never trust one
Use to be two in the crew now it's plus one
I kick that old cool style got ya fiendin'
Blowin' ya mind just like
That red light beepin'
I'm a get buck a blast a shot in your eye
Make way motherfucks it's the real superfly
It's the crook with the shit
Look causin' mass danger
Torturing crew like Jews in gas chambers
The angel of death - street smart
Lyric arranger
Complicated, my styles change, I get stranger
Freak flows, let opponents know
That I combat the stats and defeat the foes
Gots to get money kid, you know how it goes
And I'm still livin' foul
Even stickin' up hoes
Equipped with the Beatnuts funk
Ain't another brother kickin' phat
Beats with spunk
Duck tried to test me but his ass flunked
I rolled him in some Bambu and
Threw him right in my trunk, punk
I told you once and I won't tell you twice
I freak the stunts and I won't pay the price
For stickin' in her paradise
Cause it's all good
I know you wish you could
You got the blues but the
Kool is your saviour
Down to just daze ya, Beatnuts wanna blaze ya
Raise ya, give you junky juice that was major
Comin' from the soul
Cause the heart is the funk spot
Diggin' through shit that I found
Out in the park lot talk not
Bustin' crazy shots at the dope squeeze
Ju, come down spray these niggas
With that funk please
Somebody said you were looking for static G
Those who try to play me
Close could die tragically
I got a merciless flow
That's emphatically fatal
It attacks the brain automatically
Unleashing lyrical wrath to leave you open
Crew that choose to bite
Might find yourself chokin'
Dirty and low, I never do what the pope says
I'm tryin' to get money like Felipe Lopez
With a 1-2-3, a 3 and 2-1
Only type of twat a preacher could eat is nun
Hon, don't it sound sweet to the drum?
Drum, trip as I flip 'til it's done
Son, act like you recognize dad
Run to poppa come get what you never had
I'm and ducks get mad cause it's all good
I know you wish you could
We got you wanna more puff from the Nut
Go on take a hit from my
Shit but it's a rough one bust one
Remember what they said never trust one
Use to be two in the crew now it's plus one
I kick that old cool style got ya fiendin'
Blowin' ya mind just like
That red light beepin'
I'm a get buck a blast a shot in your eye
Make way motherfucks it's the real superfly