Get Up On That Funk Lyrics

Get Up On That Funk lyrics

Coolio]  

 Get on up on that funk  

 And maybe you'll feel better  

 (repeat 2X)  

  

 I got the funk inside me, yes it guides me  

 The light in my eyes, is shinin brightly  

 Just give me some deep bass, a snare and a kick drum  

 Turn it up loud and listen to the rhythm run  

 Whenever I'm feelin bad, angry or upset  

 I grab a cassette, and pop it in the tape deck  

 Album or eight-track, as long as it ain't wack  

 Funk is addictive, but not like crack black  

 I'm hip to the old shit, the shit that still hit  

 The Louisiana chicken and homemade biscuits  

 is makin my feet move, it sure does feel good  

 My head is bouncin, cruisin through my neighborhood  

 But this ain't pop though, R&B or disco  

 Reggae or calypso, that's playin in my radio  

 It's that funk yes, won't settle for less  

 Sheeit, I must be blessed, now check it out  

  

 [W.C. and Coolio]  

 Get on up on that funk  

 And maybe you'll feel better  

 (repeat 2X)  

  

 [W.C.]  

 Check it out  

 Now turn up your radio, EQ the stereo  

 I'm glad that y'all could make it to rock with the Maad Circle  

 And this is a preview, somethin to move to  

 Listen to groove to, I hope I don't lose you  

 Now I am the miracle, some say I'm spiritual  

 But I'm from the ghetto what? I live off Imperial  

 Dip dab smacked in the heart of South Central  

 I might make it out (why?) cause I got potential  

 I ain't livin by protocol, cross me you're sure to fall  

 Another sucker, sippin on some Eightball  

 Left by the wayside, run but you can't hide (yeah)  

 Call it foolish, but I got the funky ride  

 Now hear what I'm sayin (yup) You might think I'm playin  

 Been rappin so long, some say I need a vacation  

 Emcees wanna be me, some girls wanna skeeze me  

 But I play the back, cause I'm scared of A-I-D, S  

 to the next paragraph I must move on  

 You might know my face (why) cause I made a funky song  

  

 [W.C. and Coolio]  

 Get on up on that funk  

 And maybe you'll feel better  

 (repeat 2X)  

  

 ..  

  

 "Coo, Coolio! Show em what's on the mic!"  

  

 [Coolio]  

 I love the funk, and the funk loves me so  

 I'm stuck to the funk and I won't let go  

 Ain't no mountain high or valley ever deep enough  

 to keep me away from the rhythm of the funky stuff  

 I know who I am, and Sam I ain't  

 I'll never fake the funk, I won't cause I cain't  

 Crazy Toones on the fader, kinda like Funk Vader  

 On tape like great, dominate the record player  

 So Dub (whattup?) Won't you step to the front  

 and give the real meanin of the word funk  

  

 [W.C.]  

 What's my meanin of the word funk?  

 Well let me give a demonstration  

 Minority Alliance of Anti Discrimination  

 In other words, an organization of my homeboys  

 stealin from the rich and famous  

 And givin back to the poor folks in the slums, yo  

 Cause neither one of us forgot where we came from  

 Cause when you sellout, you're out, and we don't want ya back  

 Nigga playin both sides, I gotta peel his cap  

 Cause one thing the Circle ain't down with and that's  

 all these bourgeoise negroes, better known as COWARDS  

 Huh, sick of society, approval they try so hard  

 with your brand new cars  

 Try to fit in with the upper class, but the upper class  

 was a mask, and they LAUGHIN AT YO' ASS  

 That's why I'm down with the M.A.A.D. Circle  

 But still keepin it Low Pro, workin for the po' folks  

 So everybody watch your back  

 I'm like the spook who sat by the door with a gat yo  

 (I know you can funk these words to the letter  

 Get up on the funk and maybe you'll feel better, yo)  

  

 [W.C. and Coolio]  

 Get on up on that funk  

 And maybe you'll feel better  

 (repeat 4X