Video Karaoke Five Minutes of Funk - Whodini

Este tema es una versión de Five Minutes of Funk, que popularizó Whodini

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Mismo tempo que el original: 107.067 BPM

Tonalidad idéntica al original: SI♭m

Duración: 05:26 - Escuchar en: 02:17

Fecha de publicación: 1984
Géneros: Rap & Hip-Hop, En inglés
Compositor original: Jalil Hutchins, Lawrence Smith, John B Fletcher

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Letra Five Minutes of Funk

Now the party didn't start 'till I walked in
And I probably won't leave until the thing ends
But in the meantime the in between time
If you work your thing then I'll work mine
We came here together so we could have fun
Me and you, baby goin' one on one
Now this is the last chance for us to get off
So either get loose or you aught to get lost
'Cos I'm just about ready to do my thing
'Cos I'm the stone cold
New York, Rap Machine
Imma give you what I got and baby that's plenty
And never has one man rocked so many
Imma make you wet and make you sweat
Just to see how funky you can get
Now when I'm on the mic
I do serve well
And I go by the name of the Rapper Jalil
Now sit back, relax put on your head gear
Get ready for a trip through the Atmosphere
Gonna take you for a ride through the Twilight Zone
I don't need a space ship
I use my microphone
So hold on tight with all your might
'Cos I'll be rappin' like this for the rest of the night
It's Jalil, yo, your master rapper
And when I'm on the mic it's a sheer disaster
'Cos emcees crumble when we rumble
Some think I'm soft just because I'm humble
So all you emcees, I hope you're real good listeners
'Cos in this battle
I'm takin' no prisoners
I'm slayin' emcees right on the spot
'Cos I'm the master of the rap the doctor of the rock
The Jack of all Trades
The Master of One
And the thing I master's called havin' fun
We got three minutes left to rock this funk
To separate the good stuff from the junk, so
Get in the groove and feel the sound
And once you're inside spread yourself around
From the bottom to the top the top to the bottom
Come on Master Dee and get funky while we got 'em
Me and my partner from the start
We usually get together after dark
Sometimes to rap sometimes to sing
In the Summer or the Winter 'cos it ain't no thing
And ever since
I first came 'round
Side by side we'd throw down
We came here to this here place to serve you all right to your face
Because this jam here is our show stopper
We didn't wanna use it but I guess we gotta
We're the men of the hour make the ladies scream and holler
Too hot to trot too sweet to be sour
I'm gonna set the record straight
And I hope that it is not too late
If you want the best
I won't settle for less
Put your money on me
I'm your best bet
Come on, one for the treble
Two for the Bass
Three for the ladies
Four for the plaid
Five, minutes of funk this ain't no junk
So pull your bottom off the tree stump
Ladies real pretty from city to city
But now we're gettin' down to the nitty gritty
From the bottom to the top the top to the bottom
I'm gonna rock 'em while I still got 'em
Our rappin' shower has style and power
And this, is our disco hour
I don't know what all of you have heard
So it's up to me to spread the word
About the man that we feel has got to be real
Our crowned Prince on the wheels of steel
He goes by the name of Grandmaster Dee
So if it's alright with you it's alright with me
We gonna rock you people's minds with ease with some help from the Maestro, if you please

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