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Get Funky! |
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Verse 1 |
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Who woulda guessed, |
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We'd be doin' it like this, |
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Scandalous, |
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For all the brothers who can't handle this, |
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Thousand Foot takin' up mad space, |
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Too much so that we could wipe out, |
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We got that classic touch, |
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Nothin' changed, |
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Still representing the same, boy, |
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You betcha, |
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The intellectual, |
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It's all about smooth texture, |
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We can be like wanna get it on quick, |
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Slick, When the riff hits yah, |
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Eardrum, and the word sticks, |
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Like think quick, |
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When in doubt who you goin to? |
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Who you owin' to, |
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On the other end, |
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Who's gonna be your friend? |
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Just a little something to think about, no doubt, |
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Thousand 'bout to let the rhime animal out, |
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We be rockin' on till dawn and back again, |
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When you here the jam turn the volume back up to ten, |
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I love music and, |
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Can't imagine bein' here without it, |
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Turn it up so your neighbors all hear about it! |
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Chorus |
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Thousand Foot with the sound to move yah, |
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We got the rhythm that'll row right through yah, |
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Throw your hands up if the music soothes yah, |
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We rock on like a power booster, |
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Thousand Foot with the sound to move yah, |
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We got the rhythm that'll run right through yah, |
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We raise the roof, never standin' still, |
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C'mon And make way, for the rhime animal.. (2x) |
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Verse 2 |
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Well it's the second verse and, |
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No need for rehearsin', |
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I be the rhime animal, |
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Live and in person, |
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Wanna give a shout to all the real hip hoppers, |
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Who come to all of our shows, and represent proper, |
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Turning to those who understand what thousand foot do, |
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Cause it ain't entirely easy, |
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In this industry, |
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To pick up a mic and start rappin', |
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And put on guitar straps and start singing, |
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We'll be like, 'we're happy singin' |
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Yo we just can't get the hang of it, |
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Well it really is cause you can't understand the slang of it, |
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So what if a rock band was to throw in a few, |
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Ask a few, rascles jumpin' around, |
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Here's some finger snaps, said uh.. |
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If you still don't get it man, Forget it, |
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By the time you accept us we'll be makin a new record, |
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It's all good tho, |
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It don't really matter, |
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The Krutch don't care, |
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We down for whatever |
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Chorus (x2) |
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Yo everybody swing, |
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Listen to the guitar sing, check it.. |
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BREAK DOWN, COME ON! |
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Chorus (x2) |
