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Play That Funky Music (White Boy)

Warren Hill

PopJazz

2005

wanna listen to 
It's off my head so let the beat play through 
So I can funk it up and make it sound good 
1-2-3 Yo -- Knock on some wood 
For good

batter you, 'til you a snaggletoothed chattering boob
Speedbag sound like paradiddles
Bury your middle in a babbling brook full of carrion
Ask Maid Marian

the heart they just looking for a hot sound
Spiritual said a prayer over this beef like it was Hilal
I wish I had all of my niggas with never thought id lose

dropped me a tear
Talk about facing a fear, lend me like both of yo ears
Throw away the key I'm going in for a life sentence
Wonder if my old life would say

lately sound like it's flushed out of the commode
And it's thirteen days old
Was probably hot for four seconds or so
But who am I? What have I sold?

Cause you been acting hella shady
Is you with me
Bitch
Cause you been acting hella shady
Is you with me
BITCH

Yea SH-AD-Y
Sound the bell hit alarms yeah

you figure your shit out

Cause I've been in over my head and out of my mind
Hoping for a little bit of sleep to get me by
Yeah I've been in over my

sound
Can't see what I'm doing I just leave them in a trance yeah
Dick made her a feen and she screamin' for a chance yeah
She be hatin' when I'm gone she

and put they guns to my face
They pulled me out the car, made me lay on the ground
Put that pistol to my head, told me don't make a sound
I'm looking for my

but god the only man I fear
And my finally found my sound so gimme a year
I promise ima get us on for the ones that care
The noise im bouta make them

A familiar feeling, the brush of flesh against my own
Sounds of sobbing, weeping, of melancholy, lachrymose
Surrounded by simple offers to help,

a poor man's litter
Blind, embarrassed and embittered
Crying in Paris, dead of Winter
Fly to Amsterdam and get fucked!

Take me by the wrist. Feel my pulse

down
Can't get pass the sound, teeth are gnashing' now
Veins snap, feel that, He's hot flashin' now
Draped in blood, covered in a cap and gown
So many

cutting thru
To the OG kush with the stunning view
I guess by nature I'm sonning you
I want M's, P's, W's
Not deals with a man in a fucking suit
Nah
All I

keep bleeding love
I keep bleeding, I keep, keep bleeding love

Trying hard not to hear, but they talk so loud
Their piercing sounds fill my ears, try

to be Tyson
Yelling in my ear disrespecting my license
It was only one way for her to stay alive
(One way)
So I left her right on the shoulder of 95
To my

the
Motive was pretty simple
These bullets have minds themselves and these
Here were meant for your temple
Nigga get back
When you hear that sound get back

of wreckage
That sounds awfully aggressive
But still impressive
In the ears of the massive
I love to be expressive
Spit a lot of rhymes I hold rhythmic cargo

drove me insane I keep my feet on the ground my ears to my sound my peers gave me years and they're still all around I see 'em when I leave work riding

of crackers complainin'
I make me a hit and they claim it
Your friend on my nerves go tame it
You ridin' on me cause I'm famous
You sound like that in my ear

bending

In my girl's ear like Uh
Yeah I fap fast like I rap fast
Finish in 30 seconds, I'm sorry
You got an ego? well bitch me too
Yeah we be on every art

You don't wanna hear the truth, so I'ma lie to you, make it sound fly to you
You don't wanna hear the truth, so I'ma lie to you, make it sound fly

Should I stick to the plan or
Should I leave like this
Dear Dad, life’s a struggle
All I have is sore knuckles
Should wear them binoculars
And I have love

Remember when I used to play in your hair
Whisper in your ear
Tell me, girl, did my words move you
Did they sound sincere
When we'd kiss and I'd squeeze
Pull