The Funk Lyrics

Oooh, get down
Oooh, wanna f*ck?
Oooh, get down
Oooh, wanna f*ck?

We may have to bring the funk (x 4)

Now hear the beast in me roar
Build a brick house, I'll blow down the door
Devour your family and leave your pets gored
Filet all your fish then nut on the cutting board
It's the only thing they'll have to link me to the crime
Other than claw marks left on your daughters hymen
While jivin' and grindin'
And now she's cryin' and trying' to go on
Till I tie that bitch up to ditch her in a pond
Screaming so loud I can hear her with f*cking head phones on Blaring f*cking techno songs
Getting ready to get my f*cking kill on

We may have to bring the funk (x 4)

Check my freestyle
See my e-style
Clenchin' my teeth like I'm all mother f*cked
Eye's all f*ckin' bugged out and shit
Trippin' bitches out while I'm out and about and shit
Now I'm getting' loud, now I'm getting' crazy
Bring the funk now, I'm feelin' kinda lazy
Eat this little square and then guess what you may see
Spirals and fractals and trails make the room hazy

Oooh, get down
Oooh, wanna f*ck?
Oooh, get down
Oooh, wanna f*ck?

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