Представляем точный текст композиции "Funk" и глубже погружаем в смыслы творчества артиста Coup (The) . Эта интерпретация слов песни помогает лучше понять смысл заложенный в композицию. Лирика «Funk» — это не просто строчки, а история, которую Coup (The) передаёт через ритм и интонации. Изучайте переводы, оригинальные версии и толкования, чтобы раскрыть все грани этого трека.
Coup (The) - "Funk"
Lyrics to Funk : [Boots] I used to kick it with a brother named, Moe Moe used to kick it with a brother named, Joe Joe used to kick it with his girlfriend Lateisha whose brother Elmo, looked like me Elmo used to elbow lots of brothers in the nose Kick em when they down and hed steal they shoes and clothes Elmo would develop lots of beef as a tweaker and all of them was mostly come lookin for me Imagine that, fat motherfuckers with bats tryin to rat pack, hmm, time to get a gat So Im strapped cause Im trapped like brother Thomas in his fat mommas lap, whats happenin heres a rap Saturday twelve oclock, told E-Roc, the whole block and what not, about, how men are spottin he said "This little homey gets bread like flossin You aint Steve Austin, Elmo got paws in Boots Maybe you should move to Boston" But you get lost when you play like a punk Pile on the Right Guard I got SERIOUS funk [Melle Mel]"Im trying, not to lose..." "Im trying, not to lose my head..." [x2] "I plan to tell you what it is later" [DJ Pam cuts and scratches] [Boots] Bet George and Bootsy, never had funk like this catch twenty-two, twist no fist can dismiss this rip that Ima go through, maybe I can flow through this whole ordeal and not pull out the black steel and my friends make suggestions... that I should squeal to the cops but thats out of the question If I die by the trigger of a misled brother could he be judged by the system that is scared of me and others' I believe no, so I dont go, with the flow even though Im bout to roll with no paddle up a creek called shit, light is lit on the situation Cause me and him is gonna decrease the population Now we wonder why our revolution never grow Killin motherfuckers just for steppin on our toe If we had as much funk for our oppressors as we did for ourselves, the blood would never flow again And then, the uzis that were once used to kill each other Could be used, to serve and protect the brothers And the sisters and the cousins or whatever others But the funk keeps growing like a fungus... [Melle Mel] "Im trying, not to lose..." "Im trying, not to lose my head..." [x2] "Thats Elmo, get that fool" "Yeah get that fool" "Ay, Im Boots, I aint Elmo - Im Boots from The Coup!!" [Boots] Four years til Im twenty-five, now I got a forty-five caliber dont take no jive, just pull to fix Dont want to be eighty-sixed, three six and six aint in my mix Dont flap your lips about me takin no, trips You wont be takin no sips from a milk carton seein my face with a caption, askin "Have you seen Boots, hes missing in action" This shit is more Off the Wall than Michael Jackson Cause brothers who be doin brothers who be doin others screwin brothers but The Coup be doin more than shoo-be-doin on the corner, talkin revolution from Victoria to Florida Its why it dont make sense that they want me a goner on a, run cause some brothers in a ratpack think Im poppin junk cause they dont see for centuries the genocidal funk so Im a punk if I dont blast they ass But I gots more funk for the rulin class Will it ever end, will we ever win, drinkin juice and gin Five-oh gets again, gets off with a grin National Guard sent in for when we got beef You wanna pop the trunk we got serious funk [Melle Mel] "Im trying, not to lose..." "Im trying, not to lose my head..." [x4] [spellings of the names of people in this outro may not be accurate] Aight, back it up I wanna say whassup to the brothers and sisters that really got my back when the funk be on Of course it goes without saying, that E-Roc and DJO from The Coup got my back at all times and at all costs Same goes for D-Force and Sneaker, Point Blank J-Post and Stone of the Outcasts Osajih Po from the Tenth Planets Chuck Da Pharoah got my back Evo got my back, Rose got my back Niko and the whole Mau Mau Rhythm Collective got my back cause I got theirs The funk is on, and African Identity is there The funk is on and Midnight Voices is there The funk is on and T-More and Twin from Elements of Change are there And Im there for Cindy, Im there for 3rd Rail Im there for Aztlan Nation I got your back Leftside Sim I got your back Disposable Heroes of Hiphoprisy cause you got mine All yall got my back, Neckbone got my back with the sax Problem Child got my back with the piano Aiy yall lets fade out, but before we fade I wanna say rest in peace to Plan B, we out [ Funk Lyrics ]
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