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[Coolio] 
Get on up on that funk 
And maybe you'll feel better 
(repeat 2X) 

I got the funk inside me, yes it guides me 
The light in my eyes, is shinin brightly 
Just give me some deep bass, a snare and a kick drum 
Turn it up loud and listen to the rhythm run 
Whenever I'm feelin bad, angry or upset 
I grab a cassette, and pop it in the tape deck 
Album or eight-track, as long as it ain't wack 
Funk is addictive, but not like crack black 
I'm hip to the old shit, the shit that still hit 
The Louisiana chicken and homemade biscuits 
is makin my feet move, it sure does feel good 
My head is bouncin, cruisin through my neighborhood 
But this ain't pop though, R&B or disco 
Reggae or calypso, that's playin in my radio 
It's that funk yes, won't settle for less 
Sheeit, I must be blessed, now check it out 

[W.C. and Coolio] 
Get on up on that funk 
And maybe you'll feel better 
(repeat 2X) 

[W.C.] 
Check it out 
Now turn up your radio, EQ the stereo 
I'm glad that y'all could make it to rock with the Maad Circle 
And this is a preview, somethin to move to 
Listen to groove to, I hope I don't lose you 
Now I am the miracle, some say I'm spiritual 
But I'm from the ghetto what? I live off Imperial 
Dip dab smacked in the heart of South Central 
I might make it out (why?) cause I got potential 
I ain't livin by protocol, cross me you're sure to fall 
Another sucker, sippin on some Eightball 
Left by the wayside, run but you can't hide (yeah) 
Call it foolish, but I got the funky ride 
Now hear what I'm sayin (yup) You might think I'm playin 
Been rappin so long, some say I need a vacation 
Emcees wanna be me, some girls wanna skeeze me 
But I play the back, cause I'm scared of A-I-D, S 
to the next paragraph I must move on 
You might know my face (why) cause I made a funky song 

[W.C. and Coolio] 
Get on up on that funk 
And maybe you'll feel better 
(repeat 2X) 

.. 

"Coo, Coolio! Show em what's on the mic!" 

[Coolio] 
I love the funk, and the funk loves me so 
I'm stuck to the funk and I won't let go 
Ain't no mountain high or valley ever deep enough 
to keep me away from the rhythm of the funky stuff 
I know who I am, and Sam I ain't 
I'll never fake the funk, I won't cause I cain't 
Crazy Toones on the fader, kinda like Funk Vader 
On tape like great, dominate the record player 
So Dub (whattup?) Won't you step to the front 
and give the real meanin of the word funk 

[W.C.] 
What's my meanin of the word funk? 
Well let me give a demonstration 
Minority Alliance of Anti Discrimination 
In other words, an organization of my homeboys 
stealin from the rich and famous 
And givin back to the poor folks in the slums, yo 
Cause neither one of us forgot where we came from 
Cause when you sellout, you're out, and we don't want ya back 
Nigga playin both sides, I gotta peel his cap 
Cause one thing the Circle ain't down with and that's 
all these bourgeoise negroes, better known as COWARDS 
Huh, sick of society, approval they try so hard 
with your brand new cars 
Try to fit in with the upper class, but the upper class 
was a mask, and they LAUGHIN AT YO' ASS 
That's why I'm down with the M.A.A.D. Circle 
But still keepin it Low Pro, workin for the po' folks 
So everybody watch your back 
I'm like the spook who sat by the door with a gat yo 
(I know you can funk these words to the letter 
Get up on the funk and maybe you'll feel better, yo) 

[W.C. and Coolio] 
Get on up on that funk 
And maybe you'll feel better 
(repeat 4X)

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