Funky (Remix) (Album Version) Lyrics
| Song | Funky (Remix) (Album Version) |
| Artist | Ultramagnetic MCs |
| Album | Critical Beatdown |
| Download | Image LRC TXT |
| [00:00.00] | 作词 : Keith Thornton (a.k.a. Kool Keith)/Cedric Miller (a.k.a. Ced-Gee) |
| [00:01.00] | 作曲 : Keith Thornton (a.k.a. Kool Keith)/Cedric Miller (a.k.a. Ced-Gee) |
| [00:07.50][Produced by Ultramagnetic MC's] | |
| [00:08.40][Keith] | Yo whattup Ced? This beat is funky |
| [00:11.28][C.Gee] | Word up Kool Keith you know why this beat is funky? |
| [00:14.31] | 'Cause I ain't havin it no other way |
| [00:15.99][Keith] | Word |
| [00:16.44][C.Gee] | So bust this, yo Keith |
| [00:19.56] | I want you to rip this beat apart, it's on you |
| [00:21.21][Kool Keith] | |
| [00:22.65] | I keep stamina, for a beat that's rocketable |
| [00:25.32] | For you wack MC's, it's jocketable |
| [00:27.45] | Bite the notes and quotes, analysis |
| [00:29.85] | Home pissed as I disrespect you obedients |
| [00:32.52] | But my rhymes correct you like a switch |
| [00:34.77] | To a small mistake |
| [00:35.82] | I wax all of you, and leave your ears to ache |
| [00:37.98] | You need Excedrin, Anacin, medicine |
| [00:40.65] | And for your brain, what better sin stupid |
| [00:43.50] | Now you picked your choice |
| [00:45.03] | You didn't win now you're seein my voice |
| [00:46.83] | In the flesh, step out your radio |
| [00:49.50] | No illusions, back in stereo |
| [00:51.57] | So here we go as I step on to you |
| [00:53.88] | I never knew you but my rhymes go through you |
| [00:55.68] | Like acid, I burn your whole suit off |
| [00:58.29] | I'm Heat Miser, and you're Rudolph |
| [01:00.42] | For any date and time you wanna square off |
| [01:02.64] | My rhymes are clippers, they cut your hair off |
| [01:04.56] | The back the sides the top above your brain |
| [01:06.60] | Below your skull, I step to you |
| [01:08.82] | Cause you're plastic, my mind is solid steel |
| [01:11.46] | I make your domepiece spin like a windmill |
| [01:13.38] | Slow, I think it's time to go |
| [01:15.30] | I'm not havin it |
| [01:16.26] | Whattup Trev? I'm not havin it |
| [01:17.79] | I'm runnin the universe about right now |
| [01:18.99][TR Love] | |
| [01:20.34] | Yeah? Yo Ced Gee, what you got to add to that? |
| [01:22.32][Ced Gee] | |
| [01:24.06] | I tell a crowd of rappers, I need a whole stadium |
| [01:26.70] | The Kingdome, an arena or palladium |
| [01:28.74] | Step off, while I walk on stage |
| [01:30.81] | With the rhyme missile, cold blowin your ass up |
| [01:33.30] | For better safety, leave your mask up |
| [01:35.37] | Musically, I'm like lye in your face |
| [01:37.74] | I drown meters with tons of bass |
| [01:39.48] | You can't take it, the funkier I make it |
| [01:42.06] | With brick walls, you can't break it |
| [01:44.13] | Toy boy, you beat the Noyd |
| [01:46.50] | I be a Jetson, smooth like Elroy |
| [01:48.57] | Blastoff, I pull your cells out a socket |
| [01:50.91] | A twelve gauge with rhymes I gotta cock it |
| [01:53.10] | I'm deep fryin, chicken MC's who fell off |
| [01:56.07] | Recruited as a boy scout |
| [01:57.51] | And now the sissy, becomes a girl scout |
| [01:59.55] | Tryin to rip and lift and shift style to mines |
| [02:02.55] | On the wack-ass beat |
| [02:03.57] | I get unique, write rhymes for your feet |
| [02:05.88] | To shuffle, watch your shoes scuffle on down |
| [02:09.03] | To the funky rhythm that I give em |
| [02:11.13] | Ced Gee on the mic, I'm not havin it |
| [02:12.99] | Word up, I'm not havin it man |
| [02:15.00] | I'm fed up with all this nonsense goin on |
| [02:16.59][TR Love] | |
| [02:17.10] | Yeah I see a lot of things gettin out of hand out here |
| [02:19.71] | So Keith, get it off your chest |
| [02:20.79][Kool Keith] | |
| [02:21.09] | I'm not that average rapper, nobody's equal |
| [02:23.82] | And for the biter, his beat will |
| [02:25.80] | Grow and grow and grow, til he finds out |
| [02:28.26] | He's not a pro-fessionally |
| [02:30.87] | Up to par, with myself |
| [02:32.58] | No comp', I like to battle myself |
| [02:34.83] | By myself, compete against myself |
| [02:36.75] | Score myself, on these weak ass charts |
| [02:39.15] | How can a fool say he's on the top? |
| [02:41.37] | Eight million rappers, my rhymes stop |
| [02:43.14] | With lyric bombs, the wack ones drop |
| [02:45.30] | Like snowflakes, they turn to cornflakes |
| [02:47.79] | My voice shakes, causin earthquakes in Michigan |
| [02:50.85] | Parts of New York |
| [02:52.23] | For local rappers, ducks who try to hawk |
| [02:54.15] | On the avenue, my rhymes are international |
| [02:56.49] | Covering, worldly smothering |
| [02:58.89] | I'm brain bustin, so take a buffering quick |
| [03:01.62] | Until your knots start to heal |
| [03:03.30] | And go down, and feel OK |
| [03:04.92] | But like my son, you still obey |
| [03:07.11] | Certain laws, a major is a factor |
| [03:09.87] | I pull your skull out, move it with a tractor |
| [03:11.85] | Diesel power, crushin MC's who try to |
| [03:14.07] | Talk and mix and change and bite the lyrics |
| [03:16.02] | Of a master, I'm Kool Keith, I'm not havin it |
| [00:00.00] | zuo ci : Keith Thornton a. k. a. Kool Keith Cedric Miller a. k. a. CedGee |
| [00:01.00] | zuo qu : Keith Thornton a. k. a. Kool Keith Cedric Miller a. k. a. CedGee |
| [00:07.50][Produced by Ultramagnetic MC's] | |
| [00:08.40][Keith] | Yo whattup Ced? This beat is funky |
| [00:11.28][C.Gee] | Word up Kool Keith you know why this beat is funky? |
| [00:14.31] | ' Cause I ain' t havin it no other way |
| [00:15.99][Keith] | Word |
| [00:16.44][C.Gee] | So bust this, yo Keith |
| [00:19.56] | I want you to rip this beat apart, it' s on you |
| [00:21.21][Kool Keith] | |
| [00:22.65] | I keep stamina, for a beat that' s rocketable |
| [00:25.32] | For you wack MC' s, it' s jocketable |
| [00:27.45] | Bite the notes and quotes, analysis |
| [00:29.85] | Home pissed as I disrespect you obedients |
| [00:32.52] | But my rhymes correct you like a switch |
| [00:34.77] | To a small mistake |
| [00:35.82] | I wax all of you, and leave your ears to ache |
| [00:37.98] | You need Excedrin, Anacin, medicine |
| [00:40.65] | And for your brain, what better sin stupid |
| [00:43.50] | Now you picked your choice |
| [00:45.03] | You didn' t win now you' re seein my voice |
| [00:46.83] | In the flesh, step out your radio |
| [00:49.50] | No illusions, back in stereo |
| [00:51.57] | So here we go as I step on to you |
| [00:53.88] | I never knew you but my rhymes go through you |
| [00:55.68] | Like acid, I burn your whole suit off |
| [00:58.29] | I' m Heat Miser, and you' re Rudolph |
| [01:00.42] | For any date and time you wanna square off |
| [01:02.64] | My rhymes are clippers, they cut your hair off |
| [01:04.56] | The back the sides the top above your brain |
| [01:06.60] | Below your skull, I step to you |
| [01:08.82] | Cause you' re plastic, my mind is solid steel |
| [01:11.46] | I make your domepiece spin like a windmill |
| [01:13.38] | Slow, I think it' s time to go |
| [01:15.30] | I' m not havin it |
| [01:16.26] | Whattup Trev? I' m not havin it |
| [01:17.79] | I' m runnin the universe about right now |
| [01:18.99][TR Love] | |
| [01:20.34] | Yeah? Yo Ced Gee, what you got to add to that? |
| [01:22.32][Ced Gee] | |
| [01:24.06] | I tell a crowd of rappers, I need a whole stadium |
| [01:26.70] | The Kingdome, an arena or palladium |
| [01:28.74] | Step off, while I walk on stage |
| [01:30.81] | With the rhyme missile, cold blowin your ass up |
| [01:33.30] | For better safety, leave your mask up |
| [01:35.37] | Musically, I' m like lye in your face |
| [01:37.74] | I drown meters with tons of bass |
| [01:39.48] | You can' t take it, the funkier I make it |
| [01:42.06] | With brick walls, you can' t break it |
| [01:44.13] | Toy boy, you beat the Noyd |
| [01:46.50] | I be a Jetson, smooth like Elroy |
| [01:48.57] | Blastoff, I pull your cells out a socket |
| [01:50.91] | A twelve gauge with rhymes I gotta cock it |
| [01:53.10] | I' m deep fryin, chicken MC' s who fell off |
| [01:56.07] | Recruited as a boy scout |
| [01:57.51] | And now the sissy, becomes a girl scout |
| [01:59.55] | Tryin to rip and lift and shift style to mines |
| [02:02.55] | On the wackass beat |
| [02:03.57] | I get unique, write rhymes for your feet |
| [02:05.88] | To shuffle, watch your shoes scuffle on down |
| [02:09.03] | To the funky rhythm that I give em |
| [02:11.13] | Ced Gee on the mic, I' m not havin it |
| [02:12.99] | Word up, I' m not havin it man |
| [02:15.00] | I' m fed up with all this nonsense goin on |
| [02:16.59][TR Love] | |
| [02:17.10] | Yeah I see a lot of things gettin out of hand out here |
| [02:19.71] | So Keith, get it off your chest |
| [02:20.79][Kool Keith] | |
| [02:21.09] | I' m not that average rapper, nobody' s equal |
| [02:23.82] | And for the biter, his beat will |
| [02:25.80] | Grow and grow and grow, til he finds out |
| [02:28.26] | He' s not a professionally |
| [02:30.87] | Up to par, with myself |
| [02:32.58] | No comp', I like to battle myself |
| [02:34.83] | By myself, compete against myself |
| [02:36.75] | Score myself, on these weak ass charts |
| [02:39.15] | How can a fool say he' s on the top? |
| [02:41.37] | Eight million rappers, my rhymes stop |
| [02:43.14] | With lyric bombs, the wack ones drop |
| [02:45.30] | Like snowflakes, they turn to cornflakes |
| [02:47.79] | My voice shakes, causin earthquakes in Michigan |
| [02:50.85] | Parts of New York |
| [02:52.23] | For local rappers, ducks who try to hawk |
| [02:54.15] | On the avenue, my rhymes are international |
| [02:56.49] | Covering, worldly smothering |
| [02:58.89] | I' m brain bustin, so take a buffering quick |
| [03:01.62] | Until your knots start to heal |
| [03:03.30] | And go down, and feel OK |
| [03:04.92] | But like my son, you still obey |
| [03:07.11] | Certain laws, a major is a factor |
| [03:09.87] | I pull your skull out, move it with a tractor |
| [03:11.85] | Diesel power, crushin MC' s who try to |
| [03:14.07] | Talk and mix and change and bite the lyrics |
| [03:16.02] | Of a master, I' m Kool Keith, I' m not havin it |
| [00:00.00] | zuò cí : Keith Thornton a. k. a. Kool Keith Cedric Miller a. k. a. CedGee |
| [00:01.00] | zuò qǔ : Keith Thornton a. k. a. Kool Keith Cedric Miller a. k. a. CedGee |
| [00:07.50][Produced by Ultramagnetic MC's] | |
| [00:08.40][Keith] | Yo whattup Ced? This beat is funky |
| [00:11.28][C.Gee] | Word up Kool Keith you know why this beat is funky? |
| [00:14.31] | ' Cause I ain' t havin it no other way |
| [00:15.99][Keith] | Word |
| [00:16.44][C.Gee] | So bust this, yo Keith |
| [00:19.56] | I want you to rip this beat apart, it' s on you |
| [00:21.21][Kool Keith] | |
| [00:22.65] | I keep stamina, for a beat that' s rocketable |
| [00:25.32] | For you wack MC' s, it' s jocketable |
| [00:27.45] | Bite the notes and quotes, analysis |
| [00:29.85] | Home pissed as I disrespect you obedients |
| [00:32.52] | But my rhymes correct you like a switch |
| [00:34.77] | To a small mistake |
| [00:35.82] | I wax all of you, and leave your ears to ache |
| [00:37.98] | You need Excedrin, Anacin, medicine |
| [00:40.65] | And for your brain, what better sin stupid |
| [00:43.50] | Now you picked your choice |
| [00:45.03] | You didn' t win now you' re seein my voice |
| [00:46.83] | In the flesh, step out your radio |
| [00:49.50] | No illusions, back in stereo |
| [00:51.57] | So here we go as I step on to you |
| [00:53.88] | I never knew you but my rhymes go through you |
| [00:55.68] | Like acid, I burn your whole suit off |
| [00:58.29] | I' m Heat Miser, and you' re Rudolph |
| [01:00.42] | For any date and time you wanna square off |
| [01:02.64] | My rhymes are clippers, they cut your hair off |
| [01:04.56] | The back the sides the top above your brain |
| [01:06.60] | Below your skull, I step to you |
| [01:08.82] | Cause you' re plastic, my mind is solid steel |
| [01:11.46] | I make your domepiece spin like a windmill |
| [01:13.38] | Slow, I think it' s time to go |
| [01:15.30] | I' m not havin it |
| [01:16.26] | Whattup Trev? I' m not havin it |
| [01:17.79] | I' m runnin the universe about right now |
| [01:18.99][TR Love] | |
| [01:20.34] | Yeah? Yo Ced Gee, what you got to add to that? |
| [01:22.32][Ced Gee] | |
| [01:24.06] | I tell a crowd of rappers, I need a whole stadium |
| [01:26.70] | The Kingdome, an arena or palladium |
| [01:28.74] | Step off, while I walk on stage |
| [01:30.81] | With the rhyme missile, cold blowin your ass up |
| [01:33.30] | For better safety, leave your mask up |
| [01:35.37] | Musically, I' m like lye in your face |
| [01:37.74] | I drown meters with tons of bass |
| [01:39.48] | You can' t take it, the funkier I make it |
| [01:42.06] | With brick walls, you can' t break it |
| [01:44.13] | Toy boy, you beat the Noyd |
| [01:46.50] | I be a Jetson, smooth like Elroy |
| [01:48.57] | Blastoff, I pull your cells out a socket |
| [01:50.91] | A twelve gauge with rhymes I gotta cock it |
| [01:53.10] | I' m deep fryin, chicken MC' s who fell off |
| [01:56.07] | Recruited as a boy scout |
| [01:57.51] | And now the sissy, becomes a girl scout |
| [01:59.55] | Tryin to rip and lift and shift style to mines |
| [02:02.55] | On the wackass beat |
| [02:03.57] | I get unique, write rhymes for your feet |
| [02:05.88] | To shuffle, watch your shoes scuffle on down |
| [02:09.03] | To the funky rhythm that I give em |
| [02:11.13] | Ced Gee on the mic, I' m not havin it |
| [02:12.99] | Word up, I' m not havin it man |
| [02:15.00] | I' m fed up with all this nonsense goin on |
| [02:16.59][TR Love] | |
| [02:17.10] | Yeah I see a lot of things gettin out of hand out here |
| [02:19.71] | So Keith, get it off your chest |
| [02:20.79][Kool Keith] | |
| [02:21.09] | I' m not that average rapper, nobody' s equal |
| [02:23.82] | And for the biter, his beat will |
| [02:25.80] | Grow and grow and grow, til he finds out |
| [02:28.26] | He' s not a professionally |
| [02:30.87] | Up to par, with myself |
| [02:32.58] | No comp', I like to battle myself |
| [02:34.83] | By myself, compete against myself |
| [02:36.75] | Score myself, on these weak ass charts |
| [02:39.15] | How can a fool say he' s on the top? |
| [02:41.37] | Eight million rappers, my rhymes stop |
| [02:43.14] | With lyric bombs, the wack ones drop |
| [02:45.30] | Like snowflakes, they turn to cornflakes |
| [02:47.79] | My voice shakes, causin earthquakes in Michigan |
| [02:50.85] | Parts of New York |
| [02:52.23] | For local rappers, ducks who try to hawk |
| [02:54.15] | On the avenue, my rhymes are international |
| [02:56.49] | Covering, worldly smothering |
| [02:58.89] | I' m brain bustin, so take a buffering quick |
| [03:01.62] | Until your knots start to heal |
| [03:03.30] | And go down, and feel OK |
| [03:04.92] | But like my son, you still obey |
| [03:07.11] | Certain laws, a major is a factor |
| [03:09.87] | I pull your skull out, move it with a tractor |
| [03:11.85] | Diesel power, crushin MC' s who try to |
| [03:14.07] | Talk and mix and change and bite the lyrics |
| [03:16.02] | Of a master, I' m Kool Keith, I' m not havin it |
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