Lyrics:
upon a time called 'Right Now'
Ain't it funky now?
Far around
Hey, doin' it to you in the ear hole
Make my funk the P.Funk, I want my funk uncut
Eddie Load up
Eddie low down
Beautiful funk
From a hole in a horn
Burnin' it up
Burnin' it down
Burnin' so hot melt
The snow on the ground
carried on regardless
The antics of the army were considered harmless
The funk hole myth you had better not believe
The national newspapers were out
Eddie Load up
Eddie low down
Beautiful funk
From a hole in a horn
Burnin' it up
Burnin' it down
Burnin' so hot melt
The snow on the ground
spare my good side
And I should I fold
Should I go
Funk the hole
And I set out
To find love all for to go
And I served time
To finally spare my good side
hopeless
[Lady TRU]
Like a bullet with a hole in it
[Sons of Funk]
Ohh, like a bullet with a hole in it, oh yeah
[Magic]
Look here, it's not easy I
I'm in a different funk Stuck in a hole and I'm losing control
I don't think about my life that often enough to consider
The chance that maybe i'm
Brooklyn got the funk
Uptown got the funk
East/West/Northside got the funk
L.A. got the funk
Boogie Down got the funk
Queens do got the funk
keep on spinning into a rainbow black hole
We all need funk We all need soul
We all are trying to channel a life that's out of control
Once I found
a super hole
Get inside my mind yeah
Feeling like some funk junk
Get into some super funk
Playing to my hands yeah
Feeling like some funk junk
Oh yeah
Climbs out of his module into the chemical haze
Two death-defying dance steps ahead of the current craze
Surrounded by a cool blues funk
Got holes
I know what you can do
Let us lay some funk on you
Funk on me?
Funk on you!
Music for the young and old
Music good to your ear hole
Hey, hey!
you'll get throwed by some elbows
Fuck it, I'll fill his ass wit' holes
On that funk blow, throwin' high low like I'm a pro
Get buck, dog, get crunk,
…ooh
You a-get off on danger, I a-wanna live in a hole
All I want is a little punk rock
A little bit of bog roll
Chorus
Give me some funk punk and junk
Send me into the void
And I'll fill it with funk
Throw me into a black hole
And music spills out the other side
When that type of thing happens
It
The Northwest Weirdoz all up in your ear hole
Servin' you the funk through the rattle in your trunk
But no never that we use dynamat
If you don't know what
Ay, mil, crank up da dunk!
Nigga crank up da dank turn up the funk
Nigga lift up the trunk pull out the chomp
Nigga roll up the funk
Nigga blow out
They be asking
Where the function
(Where the funk)
Where the function
(Where the funk)
Where the function
(Where the funk)
Where the function
I walk through a rainstorm the track's rough enough
Amping up the mic down down with the funk
I walk through a rainstorm track's rough enough
I'm
I'm done, buckin' hits
One nation under a groove gettin' down for the funk of it
Tear the roof of this mother like we did last night, son
And hit you
humdrum, Tweedledee dumb
Humdrum don't succumb when I'm done, fuckin' hicks
One nation under a groove gettin' down for the funk of it
Tear the roof
humdrum, Tweedledee dumb
Humdrum don't succumb when I'm done, fuckin' hicks
One nation under a groove gettin' down for the funk of it
Tear the roof
Redman and I hit ya with the
Funkadelic level, the P-Funk, the devil
The spectacular, Blacula, bust holes like Dracula
Loaded, of course, more Legend
niggaz like strangers
I'll put bullet holes in anything that oppose through car doors and clothes
Amateurs and pros, hard-head niggaz and hoes, also
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