Get Up On That Funk Lyrics - Singles - W.c.

[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)