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.
Übersetzung: Planet Funk. Who Said.
I bet you got it twisted you don't know who to trust So many playa hating niggaz tryin to sound like us Say they ready for the funk, but I don't think
m a get ill Some nigga tryin' to dis me? Now be for real I got the funk I flow, just to fuck ya ho And I'm cold gettin' pussy 'cause your bitch said so
grand Talking 'bout all the whores that I ran up in Broke a nigga plan like dishes Cuz now the bitch is getting suspicious She know I fuck whores outa habit Who
slacking, hoes I be macking Violent J serving ghetto hard street shit The funk, the funk from the old days Violent J serving ghetto hard street shit The funk
Bullshit_ We used to +Fuck R&B Bitches+ and see who rhyme sickest For every hit you made, more rappers afraid to come out _Machine Gun Funk_, from Queens
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
finish remembering Those who be tossin' and crossin' the friendship You pointin' all in my face wid out a repentance [Chorus] [Verse 4: Playa Fly] Crunk enough to fuck a bitch and funked
up the jet for youu tonight And baby youu could go wherever you (you like) I said youu could go wherever you like (you like) Yeahh [Wayne Chrous] I said
I'm not a man Feels like I'm dreaming but I'm not sleeping [scratching] Who needs a beat when your feet just go? [scratching] Who needs a beat when your
blunts be in the water more than Aquaman's blunts Like a little kid that staid with Juice And this magazine will be red/read when I spray it loose Who
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
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
Coast and get love cos I ain't trippin on your ass I don't smash on niggas who are smaller than me I smash on niggas who big like the DPGC Ooohwee, I
Watch this fly, force feed things being said Nine Diagram acid black evil red left his mic half a dangle, seriouser man My mic clapper def wish, everlasting plan
so we can see each other, cause every color that makes the light appear duller, who's the colored man? Who's the original, who's the biochemical Who'
