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<div style="background:#fff;border:#bbb dashed 1px;padding:5px"><a href="http://en.citatepedia.ro/comments.php?id=105904" style="color:#000;text-decoration:none"><div style="margin:10px 0"><strong>Funk Radio</strong></div><div style="margin:10px 0">[tr love]<br>Yeah<br>Smooth in the groove<br>Yo whassup man, what's up, what's goin on man, what's happenin?<br>[kool keith]<br>Yo whassup this is the one, rhythm x, x-calibur<br>One two, funk ignitor plus (yeah)<br>Comin at ya at thirty degrees.. farenheight (ha ha)<br>The heat is on your ears<br>Right now we gettin ready to get busy on w-k-r-funk radio live!<br>(we'll burn ya!) with tr love (and moe love on the set)<br>And we talkin to y'all from los angeles<br>Live, on w-k-r-funk radio, our own station<br>See rappers don't know, i snatch a beat<br>I hear a beat, i catch a beat<br>The rhythm x roll up, my style gets critical<br>Brain connects, computer rhymes get phsyical<br>I walk low, and howl with no afro<br>X with a bald head, like fidel castro<br>Walk in a jam, with the mic and my girlfriend<br>While two girls are buggin, sayin, "keith is my boyfriend!"<br>But i come back though, start the attack though<br>Add up some points, like i'm playin nintendo<br>Now look at the game, i move step in first place<br>Leave em all blind for hard times and third base<br>Back to bake em more, fizzle and burn though<br>But you can't see the record sizzle and turn though<br>Hittin the top like a hot 45<br>Like, "ahh - ahh - ahh - ahh - stayin alive, stayin alive"<br>Yeah, gettin back into business<br>Rappers get back and do some physical fitness<br>Jumpin jacks, situps and pushups<br>Now pick up your brain, and come and lift up some heavy weights<br>Stupid you're dumb, standin still with dead weight<br>Rappers try to plex, i mark x<br>I stamp x, and throw em another x<br>X-tra rhythm flow, x-tra metaphor<br>X-tra hype and dope, x-tra cupid feet<br>X-tra body heat, x-tra brain power<br>X-tra cash flow, you soft cauliflower<br>But i do get swift, change the pitch if<br>You got the rhymes and hammer foots to dance with<br>Yo, let's get the dead party jumpin<br>Rappers are crazy wack, and ain't sayin nothin<br>While people are steady, sweaty tired and boring<br>Let me go on, steppin to and flow on<br>And so on, turn the mic in my show on<br>Please the crowd with some super dope hype stuff<br>Lyrical metaphor, and some of that right stuff<br>Shakin your brain up, wakin your brain up<br>Confusin your mind like a block or rubik's cube<br>Think about it, you probably don't understand<br>With a lower iq, a weak brain my man<br>So listen up, and go on back to school<br>Fool.. you ain't jack<br>Yeah that's comin live from w-k-r-funk<br>With dj moe love, tr love<br>We gon', bring it out, by special request<br>For tr funky love<br>[tr love]<br>Yeah, thanks a lot for that funky introduction rhythm x<br>I appreciate it<br>Yeah the phones are lightin up crazy<br>We want the 103rd caller to come in<br>And win them disco pants in the contest<br>Now if you ready for some more live hype stuff<br>So here it is..<br>Some rappers can flow and, rock off the slow jam<br>Stay hype, continously, cause i know i can<br>Rock off tempo, fast or even hyper<br>Just like a sniper, pied microphone piper<br>Smooth rough and ready, hardcore stanyin steady<br>In the lane, rock'n'roll ready<br>On, any, mc type wannabe like<br>Had to sound like, gots to be like<br>Wants to look like, has to act like<br>Now you feel like.. hmm<br>You know you're perpetrating? yeah right<br>C'mon face it, and then chase it<br>You can taste it, cause i placed it<br>Smack in your face, with five million lbs of bass<br>Boomin systems ads can't replace<br>In fact all, the rhythm is packed on tightly<br>+days of thunder+? not likely<br>Fact or fiction, while i got you scheamin<br>You ain't ready boy, i caught you sleepin<br>And searchin for a dope style, combine to watch our<br>Freestyle, straight from the penile<br>Buckwild, runnin wild with the golden mic<br>I'm like a flash, first you see, then you lose sight<br>Of the master tr, plan in hand<br>Destroyin a foe, who's not in demand<br>So act now, and for the fact now<br>There's no doubt in my mind, i'll be rap now<br>C'mon on man, c'mon!<br>Yo, mc's, you say you're comin back?<br>Huh, yo, you ain't jack.. jack.. jack.. jack.. jack..<br>[kool keith]<br>Jack.. jack.. jack.. jack..<br>[tr love]<br>Yeah, ha hah, ha hah, ha hah..</div><div style="margin:10px 0"><br /></a><br />song performed by by Ultramagnetic Mc's - <i><a href="http://en.citatepedia.ro/" target=_blank></a></i><div class=q>
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Smooth in the groove
Yo whassup man, what's up, what's goin on man, what's happenin?
[kool keith]
Yo whassup this is the one, rhythm x, x-calibur
One two, funk ignitor plus (yeah)
Comin at ya at thirty degrees.. farenheight (ha ha)
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