Funk lyrics

[Boots]

I used to kick it with a brother named, Moe

Moe used to kick it with a brother named, Joe

Joe used to kick it with his girlfriend Lateisha

whose brother Elmo, looked like me

Elmo used to elbow lots of brothers in the nose

Kick em when they down and he'd steal they shoes and clothes

Elmo would develop lots of beef as a tweaker

and all of them was mostly come lookin for me

Imagine that, fat motherfuckers with bats tryin

to rat pack, hmm, time to get a gat

So I'm strapped cause I'm trapped like brother Thomas in his fat

momma's lap, what's happenin here's a rap

Saturday twelve o'clock, told E-Roc, the whole block

and what not, about, how men are spottin he said

"This little homey gets bread like flossin

You ain't Steve Austin, Elmo got paws in Boots

Maybe you should move to Boston"

But you get lost when you play like a punk

Pile on the Right Guard I got SERIOUS funk

"I'm trying, not to lose..."

"I'm trying, not to lose my head..." --> Melle Mel

(repeat 2X)

"I plan to tell you what it is later"

(DJ Pam cuts and scratches)

[Boots]

Bet George and Bootsy, never had funk like this

catch twenty-two, twist no fist can dismiss this

rip that I'ma go through, maybe I can flow through

this whole ordeal and not pull out the black steel

and my friends make suggestions...

that I should squeal to the cops but that's out of the question

If I die by the trigger of a misled brother

could he be judged by the system that is scared of me and others?

I believe no, so I don't go, with the flow

even though I'm bout to roll with no paddle

up a creek called shit, light is lit on the situation

Cause me and him is gonna decrease the population

Now we wonder why our revolution never grow

Killin motherfuckers just for steppin on our toe

If we had as much funk for our oppressors as we did

for ourselves, the blood would never flow again

And then, the uzis that were once used to kill each other

Could be used, to serve and protect the brothers

And the sisters and the cousins or whatever others

But the funk keeps growing like a fungus...

"I'm trying, not to lose..."

"I'm trying, not to lose my head..." --> Melle Mel

(repeat 2X)

"That's Elmo, get that fool" "Yeah get that fool"

"Ay, I'm Boots, I ain't Elmo -- I'm Boots from The Coup!!"

[Boots]

Four years til I'm twenty-five, now I got a forty-five

caliber don't take no jive, just pull to fix

Don't want to be eighty-sixed, three six and six ain't in my mix

Don't flap your lips about me takin no, trips

You won't be takin no sips from a milk carton

seein my face with a caption, askin

"Have you seen Boots, he's missing in action"

This shit is more Off the Wall than Michael Jackson

Cause brothers who be doin brothers who be doin others

screwin brothers but The Coup be doin more than shoo-be-doin

on the corner, talkin revolution from Victoria to Florida

It's why it don't make sense that they want me a goner

on a, run cause some brothers in a ratpack think I'm

poppin junk cause they don't see for centuries

the genocidal funk so I'm a punk if I don't blast they ass

But I gots more funk for the rulin class

Will it ever end, will we ever win, drinkin juice and gin

Five-oh gets again, gets off with a grin

National Guard sent in for when we got beef

You want to pop the trunk we got serious funk

"I'm trying, not to lose..."

"I'm trying, not to lose my head..." --> Melle Mel

(repeat 4X)

*** spellings of the names of people in this outro may not be accurate

***

Aight, back it up

I want to say whassup to the brothers and sisters that really got my

back

when the funk be on

Of course it goes without saying, that E-Roc and DJO from The Coup

got my back at all times and at all costs

Same goes for D-Force and Sneaker, Point Blank

J-Post and Stone of the Outcasts

Osajih Po from the Tenth Planets

Chuck Da Pharaoh got my back

Evo got my back, Rose got my back

Niko and the whole Mau Mau Rhythm Collective

got my back cause I got theirs

The funk is on, and African Identity is there

The funk is on and Midnight Voices is there

The funk is on and T-More and Twin from Elements of Change are there

And I'm there for Cindy, I'm there for 3rd Rail

I'm there for Aztlan Nation

I got your back Leftside Sim

I got your back Disposable Heroes of Hiphoprisy cause you got mine

All y'all got my back, Neckbone got my back with the sax

Problem Child got my back with the piano

Aiy y'all let's fade out, but before we fade

I want to say rest in peace to Plan be , we out