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CHORUS (x2):
Funk, it`s gotcha bumpin`, makes ya jump so pump the song for me Thumpin` cuz it`s somethin` thatcha lovin` shake your rump for me God made me funky, each and every single day I pump beats Hip-hop is my favourite but I`m a music junkie Trust me, my whole life, rhythm in my head At night before I sleep I tap beats on my bed Ask my friends `bout my habit that seems never endin` Use my fingers to scratch on any nylon or denim Pretendin` I`m a DJ in a DMC battle That`ll dazzle onlookers while the speakers snap and rattle It don`t matter where I`m at, where readin` or chillin` I be rhymin` in my head, whether eatin` or shittin` I be chillin` with a chick and I`m about to hit it yo I imagine that it be happenin` in a video Really though, everything is a song I got a trick Make beats clickin` my teeth, internally it`s sick Cuz if you love music, then you know it`s oxygen Ain`t got a heart, my chest is where my funkbox is in! [Chorus] My funkbox is not only my heart, it`s my soul Funk pours from my pores and my follicles and holes I was told that during my mother`s pregnancy Is the time period in which the funk entered me She would party, big belly and all, feelin` no ways `Till I was born, holdin` a mic, sportin` some shades I was cool daddy, never shy to be an attraction Had early visions of becoming the next Michael Jackson If your askin` what I did as a kid to get licks Broke my mom`s wooden spoons usin` `em as drumsticks I wasn`t a dumb kid, I got good report cards My dad would buy me a record awarding me for the job See, toys came second and T.V. it came third Always knowin` one day, through music I would be heard It`s obvious to me why God put me on this place Ain`t got a mouth, a funkbox is found on my face! [BRIDGE] The funk is all up in me, the only way it can be I don`t know what I`d do without music in my life, oh I simply cannot believe, how some people can conceive Living from day to day without feelin` the vibe, oh [Chorus] My funkbox is not only my soul, it`s my mind No exaggeration, it`s creating music all the time If you could find wires that could connect to me You would hear music made better than any MPC From elementary throughout university Built a savings all spent on creating my first CD Do you love music like me? Well, ask yourself a question: Would you tell your future wife that to it, she came second? Break up and find solace in making a slammin` record Knowin` that as an artist is how you`re truly respected My reason for breathin` is cuz music is my bride Don`t live on earth, a funkbox is where I reside! [Chorus]
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