Lyrics:
rapa L Nino
Robię melanż więc zrozum to
Ta noc jest za krótka na sen to pewne
Funky full music
Pełen luzik
Out budzik
Dziś mi się nie nudzi
Z kartki są
one out to all the funky inspirations
Pretty Purdie on the drums with the beat relations
Well, I'm working on rhymes, they're coming line by line
20/20 vision
You can see me now handling this music with precision
If not, then it's fine with me
Just know this movement is vivid enough for the blind
one out to all the funky inspirations
Pretty Purdie on the drums with the beat relations
Well, I'm working on rhymes, they're coming line by line
hype
From the funky fresh music
That was stereotyped
When I kill, that ol' mad rugged flow
Not sayin Ason, is like a duck of disco
Or a disco duck,
scared to book em when you get uptight
[ VERSE 3: Johny see ]
Now I'm the prince of rhyme, and all of you cry
And I'm inspired by the beat and all you
music industry fan
Hey yo my man, look at my hand, they look human right?
You think I'm a monster, ill circus clown
Not a specimen, don't look at me
to anyone
Who is affected by a funky groove
I'll tell you now, you're gonna feel it
No matter what you do, oh
So let me hear you say yeah, I like it
wanna be a mom at twenty five
I stand behind it
Don't wanna work just to survive
And hide behind it
My music's keeping me alive
Yeah, I work damn hard for
and low on luck
And big on driving diesel trucks
And knows the boys that built them by the sound
Most of his lifetime he’s been wasted
On the wine
もっともっと聞きたいぜみんなの声
Say party
Without a doubt 朝が来るまで
Play that funky music
It's party
Say that you're groovin'
it's party
Play that funky music
it's party
Say that
Say down where I'm born in no white boy's never done that dance
They play their music, they wear their funky underpants
They wear that lipstick
Right about now
You are about to be possessed
By the sounds of
MC Rob Base and DJ E-Z Rock
Hit it!
It takes two to make a thing go right
It
Everyday that goes by is another day I want you more
I'd give a million dollars to see you baby standin' at my door
I'll lay you down and tell you
like Jason
Money stack and racks and raps
Rip by Ray, Mishap, and Epitats
'Cause suckers are scared straight
Prepare for the wrath
A psychopath when
depression in my bed
Dancing through the disco light,glittering rays are all by my side,
Music flows in my mind,I want to replay that song all night
want funky, I will give you funky
Greasy AF music stuff
What bitch is this? You a mother fucking sewer fish
What bitch is this? You a mother fucking
to kick it with the crew
Funky Fresh
That shit through
Who would of knew
This shit new
If this a Fresh Contest
You Number Two
Swag school is now up in
here, I wanna make some music
Get outta here
It's time to groove
Ooh I'm on a move
Ooh too funky, spicy
I don't care if it's dissonant I'm stoned
Go bitch
that wind, fly little wing
No ones quite the symbol as the artist known as Prince
His music so influential, manga artists steal his tricks
Funky like
tryna be like us
You can't be me
You can't read me
She be feeding me lies but I'm not hungry
Because that stuff you cooking up is kinda funky
But I'm
by the speakers, and my heart is filled with rhythm
I wanna feel the music pumping through my system
Damn right, here comes another sound attack,
Mommy, they're here again
We've come up with something new
That all the others can't mock
With funky music and a fresh rap and
We call it just rock,
up
Speaking on levels the blessed understand
Cause nobody is higher than The Original Man
Celestial. Produced by the terrestrial
Heterosexual. A funky
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