Make It Funky
(make it funky)
So the people can get down to the funky sound
Cause my crew dont mess around
(make it funky)
So the girls can get busy,dog the dance floor
Make the guys get dizzy
(make it funky)
Totally def as evil e guts the records and the beat is kept
(make it funky)
Stupid fly,its got to the f-u-n-k why?
So that you can get loose as I produce sounds hard as the deuce
Manipulate the bass gain give the levels a boost
The lyric layer rhyme sayer,born to be player
If politics were my kick then Id be your mayor
Governator,senator,Im your mentor
Rap rhythm is erratic,time is four, four
Im the microphone scholar,clockin long dollars
Here to make the place funky while the fly girls holler
Genius vocalist,rhyme style priceless
Pound of gold around my neck,mic in my first
The microphone virtuoso crazy insane Im loco
With the speed to exceed,make other mcs look slow mo
Un-lease release words mean as a beast
I eat mcs for lunch and dinner,i can serve for a feast
Their rhymes are elementary,mine deserve a ph d
This beat is f-u-n-key my name is ice t
Make it funky
Undoubtedly you recognize this jam is the ultimate cut
Uncontrollably you motivate and move your butt
Its rough the beat is gangsterous,call it tough
If youre dissn stop frontin,come on whats up?
Complicated voice gymnastics are all in your face
Vegas got my highs,e.vs got control my bass
My break is comin get busy no time ta waste
Nows the time do body work heres the place
Make it funky
Make it funky enough so the tracks lay tough
cause Im tossin it up and the ice dont bluff
The girl charmer toy harmer,juice strong as armor
When I stand upon the stage you could call it melodrama
Intense suspense my voice emcee
I wouldnt have you come and see me under false pretense
The girlies do be wildnas Im profilin
Limos lined around the block for about a milena half
Autographs the list goes on
If you forgot it make it funky is the name of this song
Stupid dope and you know it,it rates a ten
You pray my dj cuts the records so it starts again
cause I can keep the mic cookin for an entire month
My rhymes are always hard hittin I dont know how to bunt
My dj cuts like a laser e-v-i-l-e
Put your finger on the records
Make it,make it funky
Make it funky
song performed by by Ice T
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Funky New Year
Went to a party just last night
Wanted to bring the year in right
Woke up this morning I don't know how
Last night I was a happy man, but the way I feel right now
It's gonna be a FUNKY NEW YEAR
FUNKY NEW YEAR
Ooo, Ahh, got to be a FUNKY NEW YEAR
FUNKY NEW YEAR
Can't remember when I ever felt worse
Nothing matters and everything hurts
They were passin' round the bottle, made me feel brand new
Trouble with the new man he wants a hit too, hit me
FUNKY NEW YEAR
FUNKY NEW YEAR
oooooo, it's a FUNKY NEW YEAR
FUNKY NEW YEAR
FUNKY NEW YEAR
FUNKY NEW YEAR
Lord, mmm, FUNKY NEW YEAR
Nurse I'm worse FUNKY NEW YEAR
I got to perk up a little FUNKY NEW YEAR
My hair hurts FUNKY NEW YEAR
FUNKY NEW YEAR
FUNKY NEW YEAR
FUNKY NEW YEAR
FUNKY NEW YEAR
A party baby
Never again FUNKY NEW YEAR
FUNKY NEW YEAR
Who's shoes are these FUNKY NEW YEAR
FUNKY NEW YEAR
Party hardy baby FUNKY NEW YEAR
FUNKY NEW YEAR
What year is this anyway?
song performed by by Eagles
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Funky Music
Chorus:
(I like funky music)
(I like funky music)
(I like funky music)
(I like funky music)
Everybody get on the floor
We got the groove u feel in your soul
When ure good n funky, u can say u know
Dance 2 the funky music, come on
Chorus
If u aint got no partner u can use your hair
Shake it like a hooker, baby, I dont care
Whatever u do, u got 2 make the people stare
Dance 2 the funky music, yeah
Chorus
This beat I got is specially designed (specially designed)
2 make u lose your phone number 2 somebody fine
The nastier u get, the funkier we got
My claim 2 fame is scandal, baby, and I aint here 2 stop (ow!)
(I like funky music)
(I like funky music)
I didnt come 2 trample on what u think is cool
I just wanna hip u 2 a brand new groove
If u like your funky mellow, this aint 4 u
Dance 2 the funky music, shoo-bed-ooh!
Yeah (chorus)
Uh-huh (uh!)
Uh, uh, uh-huh
Uh, uh-huh
Uh, uh, uh-huh
Yo, the time has come once again 2 send
A dance groove that wont end
Dont pretend that your feet is tired
And grab my hand girlfriend
And move it, baby, move it
I know u can do it
Move it, baby, move it
I know u can do it, come on
I said come on
{repeat chorus in bg till end}
Now let me tell u somethin
Huh, lookin so good on the floor
Make me wanna get 2 know u better
And dancin all up next 2 u
Is a feeling I can feel 4ever
Being 2gether and doing whats clever
And been so hard 2 stop it, uh
I know no one could top it
Huh, yeah
This groove is funky
Huh, yeah
Yo n.p.g. c drop it!
Huh, say what?
Huh, huh, say what?
Say, say what? uh, uh, uh
Say, say, say what? huh, uh, uh, uh
Yo, enough respect goes 2 the artist and the n.p.g. crew
And the whole new york and uptown
And across the country massive
Big up yourselves cuz its comin at cha loud
Alright?
song performed by by Prince
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Play That Funky Music
(vanilla ice, earthquake)
Play that funky music
Play that funky music, white boy
Play that funky music
Play that funky music, white boy
Im back and Im ringin the bell
A rockin on the mike while the fly girls yell
In ecstasy in the back of me
Well thats my dj deshay cuttin all them zs
Hittin hard and the girlies goin crazy
Vanillas on the mike, man Im not lazy.
Im lettin my drug kick in
It controls my mouth and I begin
To just let it flow, let my concepts go
My posses to the side yellin, go vanilla go!
Smooth cause thats the way I will be
And if you dont give a damn, then
Why you starin at me
So get off cause I control the stage
Theres no dissin allowed
Im in my own phase
The girlies sa y they love me and that is ok
And I can dance better than any kid n play
Play that funky music come on come on
Play that funky music, white boy I cant hear you, say it,
Play that funky music say it, say it, say
Play that funky music, white boy it, come on
Yea, a little bit louder
Now come on, come on
Stage 2 -- yea the one ya wanna listen to
Its 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 luck, I like my rhymes atrocious
Supercalafragilisticexpialidocious
Im an effect and that you can bet
I can take a fly girl and make her wet.
Im like samson -- samson to delilah
Theres no denyin, you can try to hang
But youll keep tryin to get my style
Over and over, practice makes perfect
But not if youre a loafer.
Youll get nowhere, no place, no time, no girls
Soon -- oh my god, homebody, you probably eat
Spaghetti with a spoon! come on and say it!
Play that funky music
Play that funky music, white boy
Play that funky music come on come on
Play that funky music white boy lets do it
Vip. vanilla ice yep, yep, Im comin hard like a rhino
Intoxicating so you stagger like a wino
So punks stop trying and girl stop cryin
Vanilla ice is sellin and you people are buyin
cause why the freaks are jockin like crazy glue
Movin and groovin trying to sing along
All through the ghetto groovin this here song
Now youre amazed by the vip posse.
Steppin so hard like a german nazi
Startled by the bases hittin ground
Theres no trippin on mine, Im just gettin down
Sparkamatic, Im hangin tight like a fanatic
You trapped me once and I thought that
You might have it
So step down and lend me your ear
89 in my time! you, 90 is my year.
Play that funky music
Play that funky music, white boy
Play that funky music come on, come on, i
Play that funky music white boy cant hear you
Youre weakenin fast, yo! and I can tell it
Your bodys gettin hot, so, so I can smell it
So dont be mad and dont be sad
cause the lyrics belong to ice, you can call me dad
Youre pitchin a fit, so step back and endure
Let the witch doctor, ice, do the dance to cure
So come up close and dont be square
You wanna battle me -- anytime, anywhere
You thought that I was weak, boy, youre dead wrong
So come on, everybody and sing this song
Say -- play that funky music say, go white boy, go white boy go
Play that funky music go white boy, go white boy, go
Lay down and boogie and play that funky music till you die.
Play that funky music come on, come on, let me hear
Play that funky music white boy you say it, say it
Play that funky music a little louder now
Play that funky music, white boy come on, come on, come on
Play that funky music
Produced by vanilla ice
Published by ice baby music/qpm music (bmi)
song performed by by Vanilla Ice
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Play That Funky Music
(vanilla ice, earthquake)
Play that funky music
Play that funky music, white boy
Play that funky music
Play that funky music, white boy
Im back and Im ringin the bell
A rockin on the mike while the fly girls yell
In ecstasy in the back of me
Well thats my dj deshay cuttin all them zs
Hittin hard and the girlies goin crazy
Vanillas on the mike, man Im not lazy.
Im lettin my drug kick in
It controls my mouth and I begin
To just let it flow, let my concepts go
My posses to the side yellin, go vanilla go!
Smooth cause thats the way I will be
And if you dont give a damn, then
Why you starin at me
So get off cause I control the stage
Theres no dissin allowed
Im in my own phase
The girlies sa y they love me and that is ok
And I can dance better than any kid n play
Play that funky music come on come on
Play that funky music, white boy I cant hear you, say it,
Play that funky music say it, say it, say
Play that funky music, white boy it, come on
Yea, a little bit louder
Now come on, come on
Stage 2 -- yea the one ya wanna listen to
Its 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 luck, I like my rhymes atrocious
Supercalafragilisticexpialidocious
Im an effect and that you can bet
I can take a fly girl and make her wet.
Im like samson -- samson to delilah
Theres no denyin, you can try to hang
But youll keep tryin to get my style
Over and over, practice makes perfect
But not if youre a loafer.
Youll get nowhere, no place, no time, no girls
Soon -- oh my god, homebody, you probably eat
Spaghetti with a spoon! come on and say it!
Play that funky music
Play that funky music, white boy
Play that funky music come on come on
Play that funky music white boy lets do it
Vip. vanilla ice yep, yep, Im comin hard like a rhino
Intoxicating so you stagger like a wino
So punks stop trying and girl stop cryin
Vanilla ice is sellin and you people are buyin
cause why the freaks are jockin like crazy glue
Movin and groovin trying to sing along
All through the ghetto groovin this here song
Now youre amazed by the vip posse.
Steppin so hard like a german nazi
Startled by the bases hittin ground
Theres no trippin on mine, Im just gettin down
Sparkamatic, Im hangin tight like a fanatic
You trapped me once and I thought that
You might have it
So step down and lend me your ear
89 in my time! you, 90 is my year.
Play that funky music
Play that funky music, white boy
Play that funky music come on, come on, i
Play that funky music white boy cant hear you
Youre weakenin fast, yo! and I can tell it
Your bodys gettin hot, so, so I can smell it
So dont be mad and dont be sad
cause the lyrics belong to ice, you can call me dad
Youre pitchin a fit, so step back and endure
Let the witch doctor, ice, do the dance to cure
So come up close and dont be square
You wanna battle me -- anytime, anywhere
You thought that I was weak, boy, youre dead wrong
So come on, everybody and sing this song
Say -- play that funky music say, go white boy, go white boy go
Play that funky music go white boy, go white boy, go
Lay down and boogie and play that funky music till you die.
Play that funky music come on, come on, let me hear
Play that funky music white boy you say it, say it
Play that funky music a little louder now
Play that funky music, white boy come on, come on, come on
Play that funky music
Produced by vanilla ice
Published by ice baby music/qpm music (bmi)
song performed by by Vanilla Ice
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Funky, Funky, Xmas
Ho, ho, ho, oh, little train, my little elf, another great christmas.
Ah, man, its boring, its boring, same thing every year,
So lets have a funky christmas!
Have a funky funky christmas, have a funky funky christmas.
New kids on the block, lets rock, its christmas time.
Were gonna celebrate it with a rhyme.
Danny d, are you ready? - ready as Ill ever be
Steady - you know, joey joe is ready
Jordan and jon, yeah, come on, we got a funky, funky christmas going on.
Have a funky...
Funky christmas and a funky new year, I swear we got ourselves a party here
Girls on the floor knows our posse at the door
Should I stop - nah cool - heres more of this song, a funky christmas melody
cause jordan k feels so christmasy
Throw your hands in the air pause, kick the ballistics santa claus
Have a funky...
Sneaking downstairs on christmas eve
I saw a sight that you just wouldnt believe
St. nick by the fireplace dusting off his head with a frown on his face
He said hay - said what - he said you - I said what
He said you left the fire burning and I burnt my butt
So now Ive learned youve got to turn the fireplace down
So santa wont get burned
Have a funky...
Have a funky...
Slipping and sliding through the city streets
Ill be in town getting down to the christmas beat
Its danny d Im here with christmas cheer
No feeling to end the party of the year
Its going Im showing fresh rhymes Im throwing
Its snowing outside but we ho-ho-hoing
Santas on the way, sleigh bells are ringing, swinging, everybody start singing
Have a funky....
Its christmas, can you swing this?
Funky, dope jam top on your christmas list, do you dig this?
Boy, there aint no twist, just something you wish for and you almost missed huh
Funky christmas and a happy new year, how could you be booing it
With donnie d doing it?
Have a funky....
Ho, ho, ho, this is the mc santa claus and my elf little joe
Yeah, merry christmas, merry christmas, we gonna kick the ballistics
Of our christmas wishes.
song performed by by New Kids On The Block
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Turtle Wax
My my my, your truth is a lie
And you help cover it up and you don't even ask why
So it goes
Funky wunky, the funky junky
Funky wunky, ouh won't you hit them with that
Nooky nooky, you got that cookie
Nooky nooky, ouh
Hit them with the funky shift - you jokin'?
Funky wunky ouh
Slam me with the funky fix - get going!
Funky junky ouh
Why why why do you quit before you try
You put a fake smile on your face but there's a tear in
your eye
So I go
Funky wunky, that funky junky
Funky wunky, ouh yeah hit me with it
Nooky nooky, I'll try her cookie
Nooky nooky ouh
Kick on in da funky shift - you got that?
Funky wunky ouh
Slam me withg da funky fix - you got that?
Funky junky ouh
And I don't believe the things they try to say
'Cause things are gettin' a little bit funky
song performed by by Infectious Grooves
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Vibeology
(p. lord / s. st. victor / v.j. smith)
Ooh work it baby
A give me that vibe
Uh what is it?
Chorus:
Ya got that vibeology
That v-i-b-eology
Your body is pumped
Next to me
Ya got that sensuality
And oh I love what ya do
When ya do what ya do
Ya got me pumped
In the groove
When ya move
Im in a funky way im
Im in a funky way im
Horny horns!!
Im in a funky way a
Give me that
Im in a funky way a
Give me that vibeology
Vibeology now what is that?
Well its the study
Of the chemistry
Between you and me.
Chorus
Vibeology
Feelings you send me
Vibeology
A funky beat and then hes
Ooh
Vibeology
Oh the vibes the vibes
Vibeology
Ayee, ayee...
Im in a funky way a
Give me that
Im in a funky way a
Give me that vibe
Im in a funky way a
Give me that
Vibeology
Those vibes they keep
Getting to me
I dont know what to do
A give me that vibe
Im in a funky way
Oh Im in a
A give me that vibe
Im in a funky way
Vibeology
Im in a
Uh it would be very
Unvibeolistic of you to
Uhruh
Not get into the vibes im
Sending you
Right there uh you see
Love is like a...
And oh I love what ya do
Ya got me pumped
In the groove when ya move
Im in a funky way
Vibeology
A funky beat and then hes
Ooh
Vibeology
Oh the vibes the vibes
Vibeology
Ayee...ayee...
song performed by by Paula Abdul
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Things Get FUNKY Fast
try to keep it shiny,
try to make it last,
every time you turn around,
things get funky fast.
try for law and order,
the die is cast
every time you turn around,
things get funky fast.
no matter how you figure,
no matter how big the blast,
bowling pins built to fall down,
and things get funky fast.
toil and trouble,
hang on what we do,
and bloodhounds,
coming after you.
the present moment,
ruled by the past,
every time you turn around,
things get funky fast.
you know I love you, baby
twine time is fine,
but I can't tell,
if you're a friend of mine.
on the deck of the ship
you're climbing up the mast,
it's hard to be hip,
things get funky fast.
poem by Richard Jarboe
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Funky Big Band
People gather 'round
At the Lennox Lounge
To hear the funky sounds
The beat hits so hard
There's no cover charge
You have to feel the groove
[CHORUS:]
One thing is you've got to be real
If you want to hear the
Funky big band
He who knows it feels it
Got to be real
If you want to hear the
Funky big band
We who knows it feel it
Harlem is the place
Where you'll find the face
Of those who feel the groove
It's not taught to thee
But it's born to we
Aw and I feel the groove
[CHORUS]
And the band plays
From the big band
And the band plays
From the big band
It's funky
You feel it
It's funky
To be real
It's funky
You feel it
Oh it's funky
To be real
[CHORUS]
We who know it feel it [4x]
song performed by by Janet Jackson from Janet
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Funky Pretty
A pisces lady loves romance (she loves romance)
Her movements tell you at a glance (she loves to dance)
Why they say pisces rules the dance (shes got the glance)
She values flowers more than gold (she flows like gold)
Thinks of her men as knights of old (shes never bold)
Shes very spiritual Im told (she has never told)
Whoa
But wheres my spark in the dark?
Glow glow glow cmon glow
The funky pretty flame in my heart
Me and my pisces lady are apart
Her calender is not like ours (she rules the hours)
The hieroglyphs mark changing hours (she rules the stars)
Her guiding light is from the stars (shes got the powers)
Whoa
A book of verse a jug of wine (shes soft like wine)
Shell always tell whats on your mind (shes much like time)
By just your birthday place and time (shes very fine)
cause its a silent night in the sea
And if youre cosmicly conscious youll see
Why shes a princess incarnate to me
Daughter of neptune the ruler of the sea
The queen in copenhagee (funky pretty)
The dream of amsterdamee (pretty funky)
The cream of gay parisee (funky pretty)
The theme of u say asee (pretty funky)
The scene in great britainyee (funky pretty)
The meaning in los angees (pretty funky)
The heat in tokyosee (funky pretty)
The treat in manhattohsee (pretty funky)
Yeah yeah funky pretty
She said dont worry its alright
Im coming back when the aspects are right
And now I look in the paper each day
Wonderin what my horoscope will say
Funky (oooo funky)
I still remember funky pretty (ooooo)
Why shouldnt my pisces lady tell me why
(why cant you tell me why)
Funky (ooo funky) (something so why)
I still remember funky pretty (something so why)
Why shouldnt my pisces lady tell me why
(why cant you tell me why)
Funky (ooo funky) (something so why)
I still remember funky pretty (something so why)
Why shouldnt my pisces lady tell me why
(why cant you tell me why)
Funky (ooo funky) (something so why)
I still remember funky pretty (something so why)
Why shouldnt my pisces lady tell me why
(why cant you tell me why)
Funky (ooo funky) (something so why)
I still remember funky pretty (something so why)
Why shouldnt my pisces lady tell me why
(why cant you tell me why)
Funky (ooo funky) (something so why)
I still remember funky pretty (something so why)
Why shouldnt my pisces lady tell me why
(why cant you tell me why)
song performed by by Beach Boys
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Do Your Dance
{b-side of cream}
Do your dance, why should u wait any longer? (let me push up on it)
Take a chance, it could only make you stronger (Im gonna push up on it)
(heh, heh, heh)
Do your dance (its time to do your dance)
(its time to do your dance)
(come on, come on)
La-la-la-la-la (come on, come on, move something)
La-la-la-la (move something)
(come on, come on, move something)
La-la-la-la-la (come on, move something)
La-la-la-la (come on, come on, move something, yeah)
Do your dance, (yeah)
Why should u wait any longer? (why you wanna wait? )
[u wanna babe, u wanna babe]
U wanna dance with me
Do your dance (dance, dance, dance)
U wanna dance with me (oh yeah) (lets dance)
Doobie, doobie, doobie
Do your dance (do your dance) (its time to do your dance)
(u know what Im saying, its time, yall)
(its time to do your dance)
Ooh baby, baby (its time to do that dance. oh yeah, thats it)
Ooh baby, baby (it aint that hard cmon now)
Ohh baby, come on lets dance
Ooh baby, baby
Ooh baby, baby
Ohh baby, come on lets dance
(oh yeah) get on up
Do your dance
(sweet thing) (shake it, shake it baby)
Do your dance (sweet thing)
(its time to do your dance) (sweet thing)
Everybodys got somethin that they know how to do (everybody)
If you wanna do it baby, Ill do it with you (come on)
Come on do, uh, (here we go)
Come on do, uh, (here we go)
Do your dance
Come on
Do your dance (its time to do your dance)
Do your dance (its time to do your dance)
Come on, now
Do your dance (its time to do your dance)
Do your dance (its time to do your dance)
Come on, now
(get on the floor and slam)
Listen 2 the drummer (get on the floor and slam)
Listen 2 the drummer, now (get on the floor and slam)
Listen 2 the drummer (get on the floor and slam)
Listen 2 the drummer, now
Listen 2 the bass, now
Play it funky 4 u, now
Listen 2 the guitar (go levi!)
Play it funky 4 u, now (aint nobody funky like me)
Tommy barbarella
Ch-ch-choppin on the purpleaxxe (tommy, tommy, tommy)
R to the o-s-i-e
Rosie, do me funky
Dance, dance, everybody do your dance (we gotta get funky now)
Dance, dance, everybody do your dance (we gotta get funky now)
Dance, dance, everybody do your dance
Dance, dance, everybody do your dance
Dance, dance
Dance, dance (gotta do your dance)
Dance, dance (do your dance, now)
Dance, dance, everybody do your dance
Dance, dance, everybody do your dance (do your dance)
Dance, dance, everybody do your dance (gotta get funky, now, oh yeah)
Gotta get funky, now, oh yeah
Do your dance, dance, oh yeah
Do your dance, dance, oh yeah
Can u wait any longer, oh yeah
Do your dance, oh yeah
Itll make you stronger now, oh yeah
Do your dance, oh yeah
Do your dance (hurt me, hurt me)
Do your dance (hurt me, hurt me)
{repeated 12 more times, along with cmon new power}
(sing to the rhythm)
(reminds me of the days, in the funky days, in the bay area, mon) (ahh yeah)
(it was a party to the morning light-a)
Funky fresh for the 90s
Oh yeah!
Funky fresh for the 90s
Uhyeah!
Funky fresh for the 90s
Ho!
Funky fresh for the 90s
Come on!
Funky fresh for the 90s
Come on!
Funky fresh for the 90s
song performed by by Prince
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Let The Music Do The Talking
When the beat starts pumping, thats it -- yeah
The hitmans on the mic getting lyrically sick
My boys with the tools to groove to make you want to move
The p.o.d. is rockn and we have nothing to prove
So with the mic in my hand let me state this now
You can get with this, now way no how
Forget your fingers homeboy, youll do the walking
No need for words, we let the music do the talking
God made me
-- and Im funky
Were set free
-- close your eyes and let your heart see
God made me
-- its the p.o.d. and were funky
Were set free
-- for all eternity
Break-
Now its obvious to see that were dope
-- were dope
Confusing your mid with this flow you cant cope
-- cope
What youre gonna do when youre faced with my crew
With the game that is true theres no hope
-- hope
Why do you try to front, you know that my God is so hard
Taking out you chumps is just a walk in the park
Keep your lips shut with all your hawking and squaking
No need for words, we let the music do the talking
God made me
-- and Im funky
Were set free
-- close your eyes and let your heart see
God made me
-- its the p.o.d. and were funky
Were set free
-- for all eternity
2x
song performed by by P.O.D.
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Beat It
Written & composed by michael jackson.
1st verse
They told him dont you ever come around here
Dont wanna see your face, you better disappear
The fires in their eyes and their words are really clear
So beat it, just beat it
2nd verse
You better run, you better do what you can
Dont wanna see no blood, dont be a macho man
You wanna be tough, better do what you can
So beat it, but you wanna be bad
Chorus
Just beat it, beat it, beat it, beat it
No one wants to be defeated
Showin how funky strong is your fighter
It doesnt matter whos wrong or right
Just beat it, beat it
Just beat it, beat it
Just beat it, beat it
Just beat it, beat it
3rd verse
Theyre out to get you, better leave while you can
Dont wanna be a boy, you wanna be a man
You wanna stay alive, better do what you can
So beat it, just beat it
4th verse
You have to show them that youre really not scared
Youre playin with your life, this aint no truth or dare
Theyll kick you, then they beat you,
Then theyll tell you its fair
So beat it, but you wanna be bad
Chorus
Just beat it, beat it, beat it, beat it
No one wants to be defeated
Showin how funky strong is your fighter
It doesnt matter whos wrong or right
Chorus
Just beat it, beat it, beat it, beat it
No one wants to be defeated
Showin how funky strong is your fighter
It doesnt matter whos wrong or right
Just beat it, beat it, beat it, beat it, beat it
Chorus
Beat it, beat it, beat it, beat it
No one wants to be defeated
Showin how funky strong is your fighter
It doesnt matter whos wrong or right
Chorus
Just beat it, beat it, beat it, beat it
No one wants to be defeated
Showin how funky strong is your fighter
It doesnt matter whos wrong or whos right
Chorus
Just beat it, beat it, beat it, beat it
No one wants to be defeated
Showin how funky strong is your fighter
It doesnt matter whos wrong or right
Chorus
Just beat it, beat it, beat it, beat it
No one wants to be defeated
Showin how funky strong is your fighter
It doesnt matter whos wrong or right
Just beat it, beat it
Beat it, beat it, beat it
song performed by by Michael Jackson
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Now
Now!
(freaks on the floor) {repeats in bg during chorus)
1 2, 1 2
Light up another one dude
Chorus:
Now! (1 2 3 4, come on, come on, freaks on the floor)
(go go yeah) (now) (go go yeah)
Now! (1 2 3 4, come on, come on, freaks on the floor)
(go go yeah) (now) (go go yeah)
1 2, 1 2, 94
Im on the set, freaks on the floor
Dont worry about my name, its 2 long 2 remember
I could tell u now but wed be here til next september
3, it be like that, see?
This aint about the trippers trippin like they know they be
This aint about this, that, what, where, or how
This about the freaks doing everything they wanna do now!
Chorus {x2}
What u wantin 2 say? (get funky)
What u wanna play? (get funky)
3 4, 3 4, 99
She the new hero cuz shes so divine
Unaffected by the system, shed rather die
Than write a rap 4 some big booty heifer gettin by
On that booty, instead of doin duty
Aspire 2 be higher, I admire so I fire
Cuz its flyer 2 be hungry than phat
Take it from this sista, yall take it from that
Its flyer 2 be hungry than phat
The ride up front is better when uve been in the back
Thats a fact
This aint about this yall, it aint about that
This aint about the booty movin pumpin the max
This aint about this, that, what, where, or how
This about the freaks doing everything they wanna do now!
Chorus {x2}
What u gonna say? (get funky)
Now u wanna play? (get funky)
40, 45, snakes alive
Say one thing, do another, its time
We chill on that
Nah, I dont need a gat
Id rather see yourself checkin ass up 2 bat 4 another swing
Anybody can sing
Theres more 2 genius than the word my sister anything I would bring
Or would u rather dine alone?
If u change your mind, u can reach me on your video phone
Its a dime, as in dollars and thats my 2 bloody cents
This aint about this, that, what, where, or how
This about the freaks doing everything they wanna do now!
Chorus {x2}
What u come 2 say? (get funky {x2})
Come on, now how u wanna play? (get funky {x2})
Band!
(now)
67, 67
Freaks dance like they in heaven
Dj dont stop the music, dj dont stop the music
Fill us with de dope track, lick us, twist us, roll us in your mouth
Light us up and take a hit, light us up and take a hit
Mmm, suck us til were dry
And when were lookin like a roach, hit the lights
Before u say goodnight though
Lets make a toast yo
This aint about this, that, what, where, or how
This about the freaks doing everything they wanna do now!
Now! {x7}
(chorus) (get funky {x4})
(freaks on the floor) (now) {x3}
(get funky) {x3}
(now)
Now!
song performed by by Prince
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My Summertime Thang
Mmmm
Ooh
Ahhh
Oooh ahh
My summertime thang
Make me feel alright
I feel good every night, yeah
Treat me like a lover would
And it feel so good (Ooh)
My summertime thang (Summertime)
Dancin' on the floor
Don't stop, let's do some more (Ahhh)
We could have a total ball
I'm happy once and 4 all
My summertime thang
Oooh ahhho
I think about U when I'm sleeping
I think about U when I'm at the mall
I think about the summer I first met U (Ooh)
Most of all I think about the time U met me (Oww!)
My summertime thang (Never lets me down)
Never lets met down
Keeps working all year round (Round and round)
This thang is my one desire (and round and round) (Ooh)
It takes me higher
I said it takes me higher, higher, higher
Ohhhh
Summertime
Ohhhh
Ohhhh
Summertime
Said make me feel, make me feel, make me feel alright (Ooh)
Yo, what's up M.D.?
Meet me at the mall
There's a cutie workin' there U will not believe
10 minutes?
Naw, 2
Alright, cool
Cool?
Alright, cool
I'll meet U there
Cool
My summertime thang (Doo doo waa)
Make me feel alright (Alright, alright)
Uh, I feel good every night
Higher, higher, higher (Higher)
(Ooh) (Ooh) (Ooh)
Jimmy Jam?
No Jimmy Jam, I...
Naw, no, that...
Naw, I need some fire
I got the fire
Got 2 cook with gas
What about Teflon, man?
What do ya, what do ya feel about that?
No, it's got 2 be cast iron skillet
Cast iron?
2 be cast iron skillet
Cast iron?
(2 many cooks in the kitchen)
What?
(That don't know how 2 cook it right)
Hold it
We already did that, we already did that
Wait a minute now
Naw, I like that
Naw man, we already did that baby
Naw
Find Jerome a girl or somethin' man
Get him outta here
Give Jerome my girl
Make it funky, da da da
Make it funky, da da da (Ooh)
Make it funky, da da da
Make it, make, make it, make it, make, make, make, make (Ooh)
Make it funky, da da da
Make it, make it, make it
Make it funky, da da da
(Ooh) {repeats}
Wawk! Hallelujah! Whoa!
What time is it? {x2}
(Ooh) (Ooh)
'Bout time 2 go (Ooh)
My summertime thang (Ooh)
My summertime thang (Ooh) (Please don't go!) (Ooh) (Ooh)
My summertime thang
song performed by by Prince
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Phunky Rhymes
Written by: vanilla ice, zero, tha hit men
Produced by: vanilla ice & zero
Published by: ice baby music, inc., dj zero music, inc.
Bmi.
Drums: steve williams
Background vocals (rap) by: vanilla ice
Mix by: vanilla ice
Synchclavier engineer: rober wechsler
Recorded & mixed at luminous sound studios, inc.
I draw my rhymes like a bow
Shoot em out like an arrow.
Swoopin on suckers like an eagle not a sparrow
Im walkin a wide path.
I never ever walk it narrow
Steppin on stage with funky hip hop apparel.
I got the funky rhymes
Sometimes they leave ya scared bro.
Its like lookin down a shotgun barrel
Pump up the sounds to the max.
As if ya dare yo, my groove is dope
An I hope that youre prepared so,
Give it up smooth cuz the ice is got it sewed up
The bum rush is on, an vanillsa gonna blow up
Dead in your grill - loc.
Im kickin it real fly - hops
This is how its done homies,
An ya know I got funky rhymes.
I got the rhymes thats pumpin
Keeps the jeeps bumpin
Sounds thats thumpin
Women wanna jump in
I ride down many streets
Rockin all the big beats
My albumss on the top
With a bullet for many weeks
This is how its done - see
Doin it for my fnas g
Doin it for dallas an everybody in miami
Thought I was down with luke
No but heres the scoop
You make all your loot -
But ya cant even pay your group
Well man thats straight wacked!
In fact, I hate that
Watch yourself cuz ya might get paid back
All this funky dope stuff
Im kickin it real fly - hops
This is how its done homies
An ya know I got funky rhymes
song performed by by Vanilla Ice
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Phunky Rhymes
Written by: vanilla ice, zero, tha hit men
Produced by: vanilla ice & zero
Published by: ice baby music, inc., dj zero music, inc.
Bmi.
Drums: steve williams
Background vocals (rap) by: vanilla ice
Mix by: vanilla ice
Synchclavier engineer: rober wechsler
Recorded & mixed at luminous sound studios, inc.
I draw my rhymes like a bow
Shoot em out like an arrow.
Swoopin on suckers like an eagle not a sparrow
Im walkin a wide path.
I never ever walk it narrow
Steppin on stage with funky hip hop apparel.
I got the funky rhymes
Sometimes they leave ya scared bro.
Its like lookin down a shotgun barrel
Pump up the sounds to the max.
As if ya dare yo, my groove is dope
An I hope that youre prepared so,
Give it up smooth cuz the ice is got it sewed up
The bum rush is on, an vanillsa gonna blow up
Dead in your grill - loc.
Im kickin it real fly - hops
This is how its done homies,
An ya know I got funky rhymes.
I got the rhymes thats pumpin
Keeps the jeeps bumpin
Sounds thats thumpin
Women wanna jump in
I ride down many streets
Rockin all the big beats
My albumss on the top
With a bullet for many weeks
This is how its done - see
Doin it for my fnas g
Doin it for dallas an everybody in miami
Thought I was down with luke
No but heres the scoop
You make all your loot -
But ya cant even pay your group
Well man thats straight wacked!
In fact, I hate that
Watch yourself cuz ya might get paid back
All this funky dope stuff
Im kickin it real fly - hops
This is how its done homies
An ya know I got funky rhymes
song performed by by Vanilla Ice
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The Boomin System
{marley marl:}
Just kick a little something for them cars that be bumpin
Yeah aight
But we need a beat that they can front to
Oh thatll work
Be funky
You know what Im sayin?
(cars ride by with the boomin systems)
(cars ride by)
Funky
For all the cars out there
And all the brothers
That like to front in their rides
Check it out
You know its funky funky funky cos you heard it from hear-say
A jam that you love that dont be gettin no airplay
Strictly for frontin when youre ridin around
12 oclock at night with your windows down
Headlights breakin cos your batteries drain
Armor all on your tires and a big gold chain
Parkin outside of all the hip-hop spots
Push the e-q and play connect the dots
Leanin to the side, people everywhere
The trunk full of amps, there aint no room for a spare
Big beats bumpin with the bass in back
All the sophisticated suckers catch a heart attack
Cos they dont understand why I act this way
Pumpin up the funky beat until the break of day
Its because I want attention when Im ridin by
And the girls be on my jock cos my systems fly
Girlies wanna ride with a brother like me
Cos they be hear me gettin funky frequently
They tell me dont drink and drive, I say what is this
Mind your business
Now pass it around
Laid back, hypnotized by the funky sound
People in the street see me bobbin my head
While Im checkin out the rapper and the rhyme that he said
Im frontin, and I dont care if you know
The backseat of my car is like a disco show
You would think I was a good friend of al capone
Crazy air freshener, who needs cologne
Bottom to the bottom to the top to the top
Cruise - its 3 oclock
The girlies, they smile, they see me comin
Im steady hummin, I got the funky drummer drummin
My trunk be shakin, vibratin and rattlin
Pumpin so loud, all the shorties be battlin
A right-hand mans here without the swing
Every chance I get Im showin off my rings
I can keep it up until the break of dawn
Cos Im frontin in my ride and my word is bond
Sun roof open, so I can feel the wind blow
I dont give a damn if it cracks my back window
C to the o to the o to the l to the I to the n
To the f to the r to the o to the n to the t to the I to the n
That means Im chillin
Like spoonie gee said, my seats are soft like a bed
They recline way back, so I can get real cosy
I got the gangster tapes in the place
Like a basehead would say: I want bass
I want a hit, I want a dose
Youre rollin up smilin, but you cant come close
Cos my system is pumpin loud
Like rakim said: I wanna move the crowd
I warm it up with kane, fight the power with pe
Tell the cops: you gots to chill with epmd
This is something devastatin thatll break your trunk
And remember, uncle l is like the future of the funk
You know what Im sayin
Word
So next time youre in your ride pumpin it up
Just remember
Its cool
Peace
song performed by by LL Cool J
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Penitentiary Blues
Here's my philosophy
Livin' in a penitentiary
Brothers all on the corner
Tryin' to make believe
Turn around ain't got no pot to pee
Make me mad when I see ya sad
Can't stand to see ya hustle doin bad
But you can't win when your will is weak
When you're knocked on the ground
Evil, don't you test me
Evil, you won't win
Oh why world
Why world
Do want me to be so mad yeah
So mad yeah
Oh why world
Why world
Do you want me to be so mad yeah
So mad yeah
I'm tellin' you the truth
I hope I'm not being too cruel
Since you ain't playing by the rules
I'm 'bout to kick you off your stool
Evil, don't you test me
Evil, you won't win
Oh why world
Why world
Do want me to be so mad yeah
So mad yeah
Oh why world
Why world
Do you want me to be so mad yeah
Say why
I am a warrior princess
I have come from the other sun
Gather all of your members
Unite them as one
Move together in harmony
Build a bridge
Now destroy a bridge
Eliminate your weakness
Conquer evil, the demon
And live forever together
Oh why can't we get along and
Take all the funky tones
And make up a funky song
That be bangin on and on
Make me mad when I see ya sad
With the same look ya momma had
But ya can't win when your will is weak
But ya get out ya seat
Oh why Why Why world
Do you want me to be so mad
So mad yeah
Why in the world
Why world do you want me to be so mad yeah
So mad yeah
Why in the world
Why world do you want me to be so mad yeah
So mad yeah
Why in the world
Why world do you want me to be so mad yeah
So mad yeah
Why make me, make me, make me, make me, make me so mad
Why yeah, why yeah, why yeah
Why yeah...
[ad-libs fade out]
song performed by by Erykah Badu
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Funky Crime
Why do you do what you do
I do what I want to do
who said you could do what you do
I told you who told me to
I do what I want to do
I do what I want to do
funky crime funky crime
don't you know funk's colors blind
well I've committed a funky crime
against a state of mind
Hey you mister interview
I don't have to answer you
this is what I grew into
don't judge me and my soul stew
cause funk is my attitude
funk is my attitude
funky crime funky crime
don't you know funk's colors blind
well I've committed a funky crime
against a state of mind
Barriers of race
in the media take place
tellin'you there is no room
for what you do
song performed by by Red Hot Chili Peppers from The Uplift Mofo Party Plan
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