For Corners Lyrics

(Monica Payne)
brooklyn got the funk
uptown got the funk
east west northside got the funk
l.a. got the funk
boogie down got the funk
queens do got the funk
the bottom got the funk
we got the funk

i’m high as the wind so i blow mines
curb hangin and hoppin at the oracle of hipster
just like black ceaser my depths are fresh
cause you’re a fish and i’m a water sign
my laid back pimp walk is linear by design
gold fronts soul i shotee now watch you shine
me and cee know makin it a pundit
i’m glad to see my nigga he plush and lavish on the

cleaner than others in my form i resort on the corners
connect up my propers
count my double players
cleo still hittin ‘till 38’s pump and they up it
yell it and could never by defunked
i’m totem in the fashion born flyers
unscared against the palest of em
gem percents unheard since i’m the storm
donned ‘69’s power

you can check my stats i got crazy ups baby
cee know got style don’t play me like i’m lazy
fady but never will i go out
my clout is known across the crooklyn lands
my universal fams got stamina
polar bears are fear when we step in the arena
360 cee know simply cyclin
firm as a rock prints the god when i’m buildin blocks

(Monica Payne)
mecca she got the funk
she got the funk yeah
my man cee knowledge got the funk
he got the funk yeah

from the 11217 i transmit
my area is thick my vision focused
my jitterbugs limp n’ learn as i squirm
but i’m a team player so i waits my turn
and when i get the rock i’m going straight to the hole
my average per game is pure black soul
in the 13 x styles the ignorance
got the clearance to speak intelligence on the block

into illusion we drown
by forth sounds smooth enough to break you left
another pound as my conscience get they rest
that’s right we shaft it
includes this pro strips as i shit, burnin, blowin
shakin, yeah solid
three different bags of proof
i ultra swallow, approach em one time
declare us finer and sharper in the hours of black
steel power

son i’m divin
a worm walk in jeans highest forms
the nigga in the cadillac, so watch my spokes twist
spread him out a pound you slide me to one two six
my soul zodiac stroll with g licks
my understanding bill doses sevens to the six
i pump a fist
even my hair got an ego
gettin super id
the kid is super kid
i doozey with the young marx plus the seven odds on the
b line

(Monica Payne)
butterfly got the funk
he got the funk yeah
sulaiman got the funk
he got the funk yeah

ay yo here’s the man
the true mastermind born and planned
talents skills not the wimp stand
so kill the sham as i speak techniques mad deep
to represent for the streets to city corners
leave em hot as a sauna
word is bond cause sule the steps be on
the true original sunset to rise with foes and those
you probably recognized on the block

i play my jeff tilted cause i got shtyle
like every nigga on the corner stroll with brown boots
this is our block and we do be tripping
i fling around the ave like sata at mad volume
i flash a slick grin sayin cool with nuance
the donut eater sweated the blackest we all fronts
he asked my whats my name
i told him mark essex
sucker i got lessons forever, i’m bout to bless it
ay yo sul noise it up

i know you feel that you’re real
did you check to see, no peep the crew members
brothers like ambush and c.o.
filthy rich down a mans in savages
shown hows kr swings a method to your madness
real troops walk around with the joint so get the point
get get the point, get the point, get the point
and now lounge to the sounds cause the best spoke
i catch you on the next note
or on the block

(Monica Payne)
original got the funk
we got the funk yeah
hip hop gots the funk
we keeps the funk yeah
teri got the funk
monica got the funk
d.p.s. got the funk
seven odds got the funk
operation from the bottom got the funk
seven and a crescent got the funk
jazzy joyce got the funk
joy know she got the funk
groove theory got the funk
pudgee straight got the funk
the streets got all the funk
three t’s got all the funk
zhane got the funk
h.b. got the funk
little p.o’s haven’t got the funk
beneficient got the funk
actual facts haven’t got the funk
soul foods got the funk
k.b. got the funk
ro dog got the funk
brother arthur four got the funk
t.e. got the funk
dave got the funk
dex got the funk
watts prophets got the funk
we got the funk, yeah

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Record Label(s): 1994 Capitol Records, Inc All rights reserved Unauthorized reproduction is a violation of applicable laws Manufactured by Pendulum Catalog,
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