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Dunk the Funk by Fila Fresh Crew Lyrics

Genre: rap | Year: 1987

[Verse 1 ]
Kicking at the [?], now you know what I'm cold
Your soul, I'll leave the Pole now 'cause I'm on a roll
Stupid def on the wax and I'm letting you know
This is as funky as the funk made years ago
Deadly, antagonistic I'm the Marshall [?]
If you want to we can battle, unless you don't feel like fighting
Stronger than strong, yeah boy and it's over
When I feel the funk around, I turn to K and say "and it goes!"

[Chorus]
Dunk the Funk
Things are gettin' real funky
Dunk the Funk
Things are gettin' real funky (yeah)
Dunk the Funk
Things are gettin' real funky (bombs away!)
Dunk the Funk
Things are gettin' real funky

[Verse 2]
Springsteen's past, I'm next in line, I'm The Boss
I'm making money 'cause I'm cooler than the kid Jack Frost
Getting girlies in gear, when I'm kicking my rhyme
I'm on stage, my voice and hands are moving in [?]
Be hip to the fact that I'm good and I'm black
I'll take the head of the pack and jack 'em up like a [?]
Ask Fresh K, you could say that the Crew's in effect
And when we get ill
It's like a jam in the projects
Stupid dope rhymes [?] stands up like a knife
Cold number one player of the game called life
Fila Fresh is the [?] got you shaking your butt
Fresh K on the mic and Dr. Rock on the cut
Hard-hitting, dangerous, call your mom
I'll be the best before I'm twenty, got [?] my palm
Overcoming adversity, being patient and calm
Messing around with The Doc's like detonating a bomb
Attempt to [?] yourself, because I'm cold getting busy
With some help from my friends, make the suckers feel dizzy
No wonder who's capable, and the Fresh Crew did it
And you with it 'cause it appeared that Rock would ...
Hit it
Dunk The Funk
*scratching* (hit it) (bombs away!)
Dunk The Funk
*scratching* (hit it)
Dunk The Funk
*scratching* (hit it) (bombs away!)
Dunk The Funk
*scratching* (hit it)

[Verse 3]
A category of rap
Known one with the most
With some help from my homeboys from the West coast
Like the eye of the tiger, now I have sight
'Cause were trading on the mic we're doing this up right
Even where [?] are banned, the funk is everlasting
Roll on the song and um, this beat's blasting
In radios, parks, clothes emporiums
House speakers and school auditorium
You can tell by the new def Fila's I bought
You stand corrected you should took the class I taught
So realize the surprise, left behind the door
Who you considered best, ain't the best no more
I'm top ranking, the leader of [?] MCs
Don't hit my [?] and then run, I like to hear them say "please!"
Hitting harder than hard rock, and you get a taste
Of the man we call the Doctor of the Hip Hop Bass
Dunk The Funk
*scratching* (bombs away!)
Dunk The Funk
*scratching*
Dunk The Funk
*scratching* (bombs away!)
Dunk The Funk
*scratching*

[Verse 4]
Fresh K is out running, things are getting right
'Cause I'm a song [?] kept warm all night
Crazy chilling on life, so there's no need to get high
How do I spell relief? F-U-N-K-Y
Yes, yes y'all, on and on, ain't no stopping
Dr. Rock upon the wheels will keep rocking
Me, I won't give an inch
In a pinch, I'm a cinch
Lead scorer on the team, so I don't ride the bench
Back home they wanna talk, say ain't no way that we be funkin'
Yo K, what we be doing?
Homeboy cold [?]
I getting worse everyday, boy
Smelling, getting nasty
No sucker out the box never getting nothing past me
I make ya swoon what I sing (instantly) You're my friend
You want cold grow yourself an Afro again
(straight up, straight up)
Pressure feeling inside, [?] so hard that it hurts
You get a pick with a [?] and [?]
Nothing, but nothing is stopping me from my goal
Of being best in the nation before I'm twenty years old
After this there's not much more that we can do
But make it funky
Du-duh du du-duh-duh duh-duh
[?]
You put your firsts the air
Then you'll rise like a elephant
Make [?] like a cow bell
Now you wanna dance, 'cause your loving my hump
Me and you, and all the groupies gonna
Dunk the funk
Believe that, you know what I'm saying?
Yo, so man, now, you done made the record
Now what you wanna do?
Man, I wanna got to Church's, man, I want get me some chicken