Ain't it funky now? Good god Ain't it funky now? Hey Ain't it funky now? Ain't it funky now? Ain't it funky now? Ain't it funky now? Ain't it funky
Caz, Linque (Isis From X-Clan), Dana Dane, Pebblee Poo & Just Ice) [Sample of the late James Brown's "Get Up, Get Into it, Get involved"] [Bobby Byrd
My style flow local like New Jersey transit And I can't stand it And you'll need Teddy to unjam it when I cram it I'm from N-to-the-E W-A-R-K, Newark
the land of the lost and found Can't drown in sounds of the James Brown, Brown, Brown, Brown This is the mixture when you add hard texture Can't get
good foot On the good foot Ho, get on the good foot On the good foot Get it there, get it there Ho, now bass, play on it now Come on, get it, ah, get it
you copy cats out there Get offa my chip 'Cause I'm James Brown with the full, full force Ain't takin' no lib Hi, good God James Brown, James Brown
I can't stand it My style flow local like New Jersey transit And you'll need Teddy to unjam it when I cram it I'm from N to the E When I wave
some three-piece AMG's Better find you a sample, you ain't playin' these Kinda beats, so funky make your fingers pop If you can't find a sample you ain't
Beat your ass to death with a S-950 It's not a James Brown loop, it's not Parliament But you can smell it 'cause it sho' got a funky scent It's called
, I'm in the trunk You got no choice, so don't flip that coin This ain't the military, so you punks can't join It ain't pop, it's called underground rap
Klu Klux Klan Mc's want to front on me? My posse got a real Mc, Too Short and it don't stop And it don't stop, and it won't stop 'cause I'm Too Short
the matter, don't you like me? Am I to old? Splash, oh shit, oh shit I can't stand it, I can't stand it Now when I look in the mirror And I see this
it up Some ain't gonna change, some ain't gonna change Some ain't gonna never ever change Some ain't gonna change, some ain't gonna change Some ain'
I'ma slow it up and speed it up and now you're gonna eat it up Listen to the funky beat, my tongue is gonna beat it up I did it but the devil didn't make
she was down She was flat groovin', but couldn't understand How they makin' music when there ain't no band And then she cried, "James," everybody stared She heard a James Brown
me, look around Nigga, they don't sell dope, it sells itself While they kick back and just collect the wealth And now I'm thinking, ain't nothing fly
worse than me You rabble-ass, I show it, you goddamn hypocrite I ain't hidin shit, so suck my dick You mama can't relate, cause her mind is weak Fuck
ain't gonna change, some ain't gonna change Some ain't gonna never ever change Some ain't gonna change, some ain't gonna change Some ain't gonna NEVER
