I've never been to the U.S.A. I'm a slave on a minimum wage Detroit, New York and L.A. But I'm stuck in the U.K.
Vertaling: Planeet Funk. Wie het gesê.
nigga up with a nickel-plated triple beam Had a lotta game with the beam, that's what it came with Taught a nigga how to get to funk, when it jump If
I said im stepping out with my niggas tonight Its young money bitch and You can do whoever you like You can do whoever you like I said gudda gudda, t-
to the funky shit I said Jersey's in the house, Jersey's in the house I said Brooklyn's in the house, Brooklyn's in the house I said Uptown's in the
dipped with the quickness The plan went well so I got down to the business Opened up the bag it was filled with paper I thought I freaked the funk but
that funkdelic, funked up the spot and tell it, Fuck the vest niggas better start puttin' on helmets, I rome the streets where there's no peace, relax, Funk
with your reject rap attack You'll get more from a prize in a Cracker Jack And since Banks said he can't have no more funk (Hell naw) Get in where you
of fingers all on one hand Me, myself, and I is dark Monie Love the mouthpiece, it's now yours to spark Sister Monie, the only one here who missed a plane
my area, i'ma have to bury ya The real scream team on your scream scene It's like showdown on the range Go tell me who wanna tangle with the Ghetto witch
from the Psycho Ward Once again Verse One: B-Real Psycho from the ward, a warning, a fucking scandal Lookin' around, paranoid devoid the funk banner
Funk is you, funk is me, funk is us, funk is free Funk is you, funk is me, funk is us, funk is free Funk is you, funk is me, funk is us, funk is free
I like the way you do me I love to go on about the funk, matter of fact I'd love to be another funk front runner But first we gotta deal with the fronters
level I'm up again rhymin' Ridin' on the devil, since I began rhymin' Hell, we bring back the meat that rap lacks 'Cause like I said, we got sold down
killa black hard truth silverback "damn" Still checkin to see just who's set to come along when brothers revive that movement We bringing the balance back, never non-violent tact Guerrillla Funk
Thompson] Mr. Cee, a.k.a. [Myself ? ? ?] Myself, me Myself and I [?uestion/Ahmir Thompson] Mr. Dorsey, a.k.a. [PP/Jamal Dorsey] Pazi Plant, The Soul Plant
to my money earnin' Mount Vernon crew J. Daddy, James Huff, Pete Rock, Nick Love Trak Boogie, and my man Chris Hughley A power, because my temper's at the border Like I said
