Sunrise Avenue - Funkytown

Red lights and midnight smell
Can′t say if it′s heaven or pure hell
Am I riding a one-way road
Does it mean I can never go back home?
The skyline makes a heart skip a beat
I′m going crazy I know what′s waiting
The sweet sound of the sirens sing
I′m giving up to the forces in me

I wanna get to the funkytown
I wanna get to the funkytown
Where you set my soul on fire
I don′t wanna waste my time
Gimme more, gimme more
I know that you′ll be mine
I don′t wanna waste my life
Gimme more, gimme more, gimme more more more more...

The full moon lays glow on your face
I can′t see why I′d ever leave this place
Crowd is wild and they just don′t care
We′re moving fast but we′re going nowhere
Feel the groove and the funky sound
They play it loud on the streets of this town
I close my eyes and the light still shine and we better let go

′Cause you set my soul on fire
I don′t wanna waste my time
Gimme more, gimme more
I know that you′ll be mine
I don′t wanna waste my life
Gimme more, gimme more, gimme more more more more...

They say that people have a tendency
To never see the truth
Unless they pour it down with Heineken or Hennessey
You′re staring down a barrel of a bottle and it′s bittersweet
The business we′re attending to is this supremacy
I′m that flickering greenlight
I′m like liquor on a weeknight
I′m the spirit of the city in the thick street of a fight
A book and a letter
I′m looking to get her
The bigger the better
The sound
And it took me forever
The borders were never so easy to break going down

I wanna get to the funkytown
Heaven or pure hell
I wanna get to the funkytown
Where you set my soul on fire
I don′t wanna waste my time
Gimme more, gimme more
I know that you′ll be mine
I don′t wanna waste my life
Gimme more, gimme more, gimme more more more more...

Flickering green light
I′m a liquor on a weeknight
I′m the spirit of the city
In the thick of a street fight
Gimme more, gimme more, gimme more more more more...

Maroon 5 - Funky

Funky is the word,
You′re right,
Or grow strong,
Funky is the word.

Oh, this is so funky,
Funky in my heart,
This girl is funky,
The girl in my dreams cracks me up.

Funky, oh that′s the word,
But Jane, do you really care how funky styles of your could be?
Can you just see me lone-ly?
Funky is the word you could only say.

It′s so funky,
Jane, can′t you see?
You could be loved by any boy in the world,
Funky, it′s the word.

The word is funky,
The word is funky,
Oh how a shame,
It′s too funky.

Tanzwut - Gotterfunken

Ich bin ein Teil von jener Kraft,
Die Böses will und Gutes schafft.
Ich bin der Geist der stets verneint,
Der Böses will und Gutes meint.

Und das mit Recht, denn alles was entsteht
Ist wert, dass es zugrunde geht
Denn besser wär′s, dass nichts entstünde,
So ist denn alles was Ihr Sünde,
Zerstörung, kurz das Böse nennt,
Mein eigentliches Element.

Ich bin einTeil von jener Kraft,
Die Böses will und Gutes schafft.
Ich bin der Geist der stets verneint,
Der Böses will und Gutes meint.

Bescheidne Wahrheit sprech ich Euch,
Wenn sich der Mensch in seiner Narrenwelt
Gewöhnlich für ein ganzes hält.
Ich bin ein Teil des Teils,der anfangs alles war,
Ein Teil der Finsternis,
Die sich das Licht gebar

Ich bin einTeil von jener Kraft,
Die Böses will und Gutes schafft.
Ich bin der Geist der stets verneint,
Der Böses will und Gutes meint.

Ich will mich hier zu Deinem Dienst verbinden,
Auf deinen Wink nicht rasten und nicht ruh′n.
Wenn wir uns auf der andern Seite wiederfinden,
Sollt Du für mich das gleich tun.

Mariah Carey - Don′t Stop (Funkin′ 4 Jamaica)

Mystikal:
Do the thing!

DJ Clue:
Oh-ooooooooo oh-oooooo

Mystikal: Watch yourself
Get on the floor,move your feet

DJ Clue: Woooooooeeeeeeee

Mystikal:
There ain′t nothing u can do with the man,
Except for shake yo ass and clap yo hands,
Bob yo head and move your feet,
I ain′t the type of rapper just to ride the beat!
I set the track on fire,
I take the roof,the house and knock out your tyres,
Its the funk in here
Let mystikal move you and Mariah sing

Chorus-MC:
Don′t Stop baby(Mystikal ad-libs:shake yo ass),
Its extasy(watch yoself),
Turn me up a little higher,
baby light my fire,
Tell me every little thing you wanna do,
Baby i′m into you(get on the floor),
Don′t Stop baby(shake yo ass),
Its extasy(shake the whole grill),
Turn me up a little higher
Baby light my fire,
Tell me every little thing you want to do I just want to love ya(bob yo head
and move yo feet)

Mystikal:
Heads up,Look out,its bout to go down,
And what they didn′t know about me then, I bet they know now,
I′m bout to prove my fame,
So just get out the way and let me do the thing,
Its on tonight,
I′m known to be more vulgar than the garbage ____
You can′t stop the train,
You ain′t got no unbrella so get your ass out the rain,
You ain′t louder than this!
I′m like a bowl of gumbo,you ain′t hotter than this,
I′m what they play in the club,
I keep them moving till i leave, thats what they paying me for,
You already know what i do,
So have my money and my munchies and my cigar too,
I′m known for bringing the heat,
Ain′t nobody cutting up but MC now MC

Chorus-MC:
Don′t Stop baby(shake yo ass),
Its extasy(watch yoself),
Turn me up a little higher,
baby light my fire,
Tell me every little thing you wanna do,
Baby i′m into you(oh oooo,oh-ooooo)
Don′t Stop baby,
Its extasy(shake the whole grill),
Turn me up a little higher
Baby light my fire,
Tell me every little thing you want to do
I just want to love ya
Li-li-li-li-li-li-liiiiiinnnng

Mystikal:
Go head _____ and party,
Mix that with that dark but don′t waste that on my Jordans,
Keep laughing till your moth tired,
Go ahead and lit something up but take that ciggarette outside,
Get on the floor,
Its another number one debut for sure,
Now say it ain′t real,
And if i ain′t a fool why you can′t keep still sing

Bridge-MC:
I′m feeling,
And i gotta get in the beat,
Jamaican funk thats what it was,
O-oh let it get into you

Chorus-MC:
Don′t Stop baby,
Its extasy,
Turn me up a little higher,
baby light my fire,
Tell me every little thing you wanna do,
Baby i′m into you
Don′t Stop baby,
Its extasy,
Turn me up a little higher
Baby light my fire,
Tell me every little thing you want to do
I just want to love ya

Will.I.Am - Make It Funky

Make it funky for me [x3]
(Dee-jayy...)
Make it funky for me [x3]
(Dee-jayy...) (She said she said she...)

Move it in, check it out, move it in, check it out
Move itttttttt... i-i-i-i-i-i-i-it′s - it′s

[Will.I.Am:]
It′s the funk that make you jump, sexy honies shake they hump
Got them dummies spendin money just to get up in yo′ junk
Buy you drinks up at the bar, fill you up with alcohol
Why me, boo you, try to do you, even walk you to yo′ car
You don′t want what′s goin down, you freak them to the sound
The bass was steady poundin, you dropped it to the ground
Hypnotized by the (dee-jayyy) when he select the beat
Steady rockin on a (weekday) heavy on repeat
So put ′em up, put ′em up, drop it down, to the ground
Back it up, back it up, somebody ask the (dee-jayyy)

[Chorus:]
Could you make it funky for me
Can you make it funky for me [x2]

Can you make the (dee-jayyyy!)
Can you make it funky for me [x2]

Could you make it funky for me
Could I ask the (dee-jayyyy!)
I make it funky for ya, I make ya feel alright [x2]

[Will.I.Am:]
Reach for somethin really high, go ahead and touch the sky
Ain′t no limit when you in it, live it up cause it′s yo′ life
Any minute we gon′ spend it like the (shit) never gets spun
Oh yeah this (shit) just begun, and we came to have FUN!
Put away your guns, ladies keep shakin your buns
Some-body grab some-body party ′til the sun come up
And we ain′t stoppin, I don′t care if 20 cops come in
Let ′em keep knockin and knockin, we keep on rockin
So put ′em up, put ′em up, drop it down, to the ground
Back it up, back it up, somebody ask the (dee-jayyy)

[Chorus]

[Will.I.Am:]
I make it funky for ya, I make ya feel alright
I make it funky for ya, I make ya feel al.. al... al... al... al... al... al... [echoes]

Yo, yo, hey
You like the beat [x4]
Go ahead girl rock it to the beat [x2]
Yo
You like the track [x4]
Go ahead girl shake it like that [x2]
You like the sound [x4]
Go ahead girl move it all around [x2]
Yes

[x3:]
Go ′head girl rock your body [x2]
(Go ′head boy rock my body! Go ′head boy rock my body!)

Everlast - Funky Beat

Check
Uh huh
Check check, y′all

Yo Whitey Ford′s the name
The Hunchback of Notre Dame
Couldn′t get more bent
When it′s time to represent
I control it like rent
In a slum tenement
Life′s hard like some men
In the concrete jungle
I don′t smoke jumbo
So whatcha knockin′ for
There′s locks on my door
We rock from the floor
To the ceilin′
Ain′t no drug dealin′
Ain′t no gat peelin′
You can′t fight this feelin′

Casual:
Well, My style′s golden
Hot like molten rock
Niggers come bold
But leave here holdin′ jock
High roll patrol
Roll through the set on fifth
Arm′s solo
Sippin′ momo with a chick
Niggers take the penitentiary
Chances at the dances
Lettin′ off shots
Lit off the lanterns
Mad ′cause a nigga can′t test with no access
To phatness like this

Sadat X:
From one story the cowboy was founded
I′m surrounded by Casual and Whitey Ford
The whole world and your girl
From the Bay to LA
To my blue end while
I ain′t tryin′ to die
I′m tryin′ to live
While I cool out
And pick up my daughter
When the bell says the school out
Who the hell brought tools
In this peaceful event
Now I can love you
Front you
Or we could hunt you
You played too close
Take a hit of this dose

A yes, yes, y′all
Sadat X: A freak, freak, yo
Casual: So fresh y′all
To the beat y′all
Sadat X: A yes yes y′all
Casual: We don′t stop dog
We keep it rockin′ till the panties drop, yo

Casual:
Uh huh, ha
I see the rappers bein′ ruined
By you and whoever′s doin′ that
Crap, they got me booin′
In fact, I′m gettin′ to ′em
May an electrical poetical surge
Give me the urge
To, consume, the tomb
And submerge
The depths of adverbs
Keep it sick
Analytical
You pitiful trick
I′m the pinnacle and the prodigal
Rhyme style′s
Hip nautical
Fuck the artical
The artist is hardest
To harvest the hard shit

Sadat X:
I slave till all my work is done
I′m cashin′ in
Stack up my money for a grand set
I like them all house parties rockin′
Plus I′m up in your cozy
Bitch turn your head and keep your eyes
Where they supposed to be
Supposedly I was seen with something lean, huh
Brown skin
I keep it bouncin′
I say loungin′
On the side with red wine
I know that shit on my floor ain′t swine

Now back it up
Stack it up
And hit me one more time
It might be your phone call
But check it, it′s my dime
And I know she′s fine
But get off my line
Or I′ll break that spine
And then maybe your face
You all up in my space
Like with Puffy and Mase
But that′s just not the case
′Cause I′m settin′ the pace
While you followin′ and swallowin′
Savorin′ the flavor
In your audio for now
Quick suckin′ my style
I′ll be the man
With the large amounts of savoir-faire

CHORUS
Rock on
To the break of dawn
Just freak it
Ah yeah baby
Rock on
To the break of dawn
Just freak it
Ah yeah baby

CHORUS II (X2)
Sadat X:
′Cause it′s the funky beat
′Cause it′s the funky beat
′Cause it′s the funk, the funk, the funk, funky beat (beat)

Sadat X:
I′ll leave a piece of my style
Flyin′ high up in the air
And you′ll say to yourself
Damn I′m glad I was there
This is as rare as me frickin′ share
You people stare
But behind closed doors
You will take it there

Casual:
Yeah I be the extraordinare
Judge from Bayfare
To Albee Square
Tell me where the party at
I′ll be there
Let her hit the coney at
Show her where to rock the pony at

I be the man
With the large amounts of sapphire fare
I′m about to cut loose
My dog so you all best beware
You can dance with flare
And get out of your chair
We be smarter than your average boo boo bear

CHORUS
Rock on
To the break of dawn
Just freak it
Ah yeah baby
Rock on
To the break of dawn
Just freak it
Ah yeah baby

CHORYS II (X4)
Sadat X:
′Cause it′s the funky beat
′Cause it′s the funky beat
′Cause it′s the funk, the funk, the funk, funky beat (beat)

Black Eyed Peas - Smells Like Funk

Yeah, that′s Funky (Funky)
Yeah, that′s Funky (Funky)
Yeah, that′s Funky (Funky)

If it smells like Funk it must be us
The Funk Funk full foul stinky it′s stanky stuff
If it smells like Funk it must be us
The Funk Funk full foul stinky it′s stanky stuff
If it smells like Funk it must be us
The Funk Funk full foul stinky it′s stanky stuff
If it smells like Funk it must be us
Cause nobody′s Funky as us, Cause we keep it Stinky (Stinky)
We keep it Stinky, (Stinky)
We keep it Stinky, (Stinky)
We keep it Stinky, (Stinky)
Stinky, Stinky, Stinky,

The Funk phenomenon, we Funk you on n′ on
There′s no need to hold your nose,
Cause this pong sing like a rouge

Big booty Funk, Toe jam Funk,
Underarm Funk, like you headlocking a Skunk′
Reaking like diseased athleates feet,
The stench didn′t come till after this beat
Smellin′ like droors no weezin no pause
Put your hand up on the speakers get smelly ass paws
You know we was coming before we entered the door
Cause you could smell the rhyme when we was walking down the hall
We bring the Funk worse then a wet dog
Stinkin′ like fat ladies shittin′ out Logs
We drop enough shit and keep them toilets clogged
Keep the people jumpin′ like them Bullfrogs
The first one who smelt it ain′t the one who delt it
Black Eyed Peas keep the scent blind like delta
Funky like onions you fryin′ (Sure is Funky) girl you ain′t lyin′

[CHORUS]

Yo′ you Funkin′ with the Funk family
The non fabricated factual faculty′
We formulatin′ up in a factory
Focusin′ on the energid′ of fluid flow free′
We flawless, everything is for free
We florish and we flaunt our flavour freshly, huh′
Can you believe we flip the frequency′s and
Freak MCs they leave all franticaly but′
Our intent is ought to be friendly but′
They fightin′ when we start the freestylin′ frenzy
I conk up ya′ flat till your girlfriend beef
Fillin all anatomy, bringin′ me flatery, huh′
She′ll be diggin these rhymes that ease beats
Like celulite lyrics so flabby
We bring the funk to your festivities
If you think something stank then it must be the peas!

If it smells like Funk it must be us
The Funk Funk full foul stinky it′s stanky stuff
If it smells like Funk it must be us
The Funk Funk full foul stinky it′s stanky stuff
If it smells like Funk it must be us
The Funk Funk full foul stinky it′s stanky stuff
If it smells like Funk it must be us
Cause nobody′s Funky as us, cause we keep it Stinky
(Funky, Funky, Funky, Funky)

Celulite overweight stankin′ MCs
Stench smells so strong it′s insanitary
Cause you can sense me a mile away so Chanky
With the jungle Funk sound from Serengeti
Meaty, Fat, Nasty like miss Fat booty′s tights
Gettin′ dirty like mudfights and dirtbikes
Turning these droors black they used to be white
And we shitin′ on these tracks that you gonna′ need to wipe
The odour′s so contagious that it shows up in your dream
Man you could pick me out like food in between
Your two front teeth cause you be lackin′ the streets
We got beefy ass beats that we bumpin′ in the streets
We so nice n′ sweet like steak box n′ feet
Sour underarm Funk you ain′t washed in a week
And man we be reekin′ every day or weekend
We could all bounce to the Funk and the season

Haha haha
Yeah that′s Funky′,
Yeah that′s Funky′

Every smell is of a porker
then you know it got to be nobody other than Apl, Will n′ Taboo
Cause if you know that if it smells like Funk then it must be us
If you smellin′ Fat Funk then it must be us
If you smellin′ something Funky
then you know it got to be nobody other than Apl, Will n′ Taboo
Cause you know that if it smells like Funk than it must be us
If you smellin′ elephants than it must be us
If you smellin′ somethin Funky
then you know it got to be nobody other than Apl, Will n′ Taboo
Cause you know that if it smells like Funk then it must be us
If you smellin′ elephant shit then it must be us [FADE]

Five - Slam Da Funk

Five bad boys with the power to rock you
Blowing your mind so you gotta get into
Five what you waiting Four if you wanna get
Three three
Two two
One Let′s do it

Do you wanna get freaky
When the Five of us make one
You gotta push the good vibe on
If you really wanna feel it
Got da Flava in my Song
But I really need to known
Do you wanna get down
Do you wanna get funky
Do you wanna get down
Get on down

Chorus

Slam Dunk Da Funk put it up
( If you got that feeling )
Slam Dunk Da Funk put it up
( If you got that feeling )
Slam Dunk Da Funk put it up
( If you got that feeling )
Slam Dunk Da Funk
( Put it up )

You gotta shoot, pass, slam Baby Time to set it off
I′ll be up, up away above the Rim and hook a shot
Ally oop Baby, Whoop, there it is and now I got ya
Three seconds left it′s just enough for me to rock
Ya now check it, how I flip it rock a beat ′cause
I get with it and everybody wants to be a man
With a hea, Yippee, Yo Yippee four quarter slam
Everybody grab a party and just get on down

Do you wanna get down
Do you wanna get funky
Do you wanna get down
Get on down

Repeat Chorus

You wanna know what hits you like a Fork lift Truck
We got J, AB, Rich, Sean and Scott rocking the Extra
Curricular Ladies love particular fella
Who knock da meter get the Boom shake regular
Five bad Boys, Honey no we don′t quit ′til we hit
The Rebound Sound with a Kick
So come on everybody in tune
As I boomshake ′n′ Rock a Boody
Gimme Room
Clap your Hands
Stamp your Feet
Push it in, Pull it out to the Beat

Chorus
[Repeat until End]

Five - Straight Up Funk

Straight up funk in your ear
If you really want it
It′s over here

Straight up funk in your ear
If you really want it
It′s over here

And yo it′s mad funkiness and we be blowing up blough
tell me what you want boo and I′m a do it now its my turn da
Boss, baby, time to set it off be all up in your action with
passion of course
Level with your mental, funk I get into
all of the things that you need to get into
Rock the set, straight up the concept cause we be going down,
diggy diggy down
diggy down check

BRIDGE:
I know that you want something from me (yeah)
Well I′ve got something I know you need
From the east to the west everybody get up now
(Get on up, Get on up)
Cos this here′s a party and we gotta get on down
(Break it down, Break it down)

CHORUS
Ah yes you′ll check me out rugged and raw
It′s all I can stand and I can′t stand no more
I′m bugging, renegade hooligan damn
5 bad boys got my back hear the plan
never have you ever seen or never will you check
a fly human being I′m as funky as it gets
so step back relax the wax is boom diggy
watch the boys breaking it down city to city

BRIDGE
Everybody′s got to feel the heat slide on over here
cos it′s a party (Slide on over) from the east to the west
everybody get up now (Get on up, Get on up)
Cos this here′s a party and you gotta get on down
(Break it down, Break it down)

CHORUS
It′s over just like a wack track you can′t get with this
so you gotta get with that no doubt in my mind
the base so phatt baby let me bring it on wiggy wack

CHORUS

Five - Slam Dunk Da Funk

Five bad boys with the power to rock you
Blowing your mind so you gotta get into
Five, whatcha waiting four if you wanna
Three three
Two two
One let′s do it

Do you wanna get freaky
when the five of us make one

You gotta push the good vibe on
If you really wanna feel it

Got da flava in my song
But I really need to know

Do you wanna get down
Do you wanna get funky

Do you wanna get down
Get on down

Chorus:
Slam dunk da funk, put it up
(If you got that feeling)
Slam dunk da funk, put it up
(If you got that feeling)
Slam dunk da funk, put it up
(If you got that feeling)
Slam dunk da funk
(put it up)

You gotta shoot, pass, slam baby time to set it off
I′ll be up, up away, above the rim and hook a shot
Ally oop, baby, whoop, there it is and now I gotcha

Three seconds left, it′s just enuff for me to rock ya
Now check it, how I flip it rock a beat ′cause

I get with it and everybody wants to be the man
with a hey, yippee yo yippee four quarter slam
everybody grab a party and just get on down

Do you wanna get down
Do you wanna get funky
Do you wanna get down
Get on down

Repeat Chorus

You wanna know what hits you like a fork lift truck
We got J, AB, Rich, Sean and Scott rocking the extra
Curricular ladies love particular fella
Who knock da meter get the boom shake regular
Five bad boys, honey no, we don′t quit til we hit
The rebound sound with a kick
So come on everybody, everybody in tune
As I boomshake n′ rock a body
Gimme room
Clap your hands
Stamp your feet
Push it in, pull it out to the beat

Chorus Repeat Until End

Валентин Стрыкало - Funk

Ты помнишь начало у причала безудержно сердце стучало
Секунд в минуте казалось так мало я вот забыл
Это было вчера, а теперь дверь вон там – до свиданья,

Мне надоело искать оправданья поступкам и словам своим

И я сжигаю себя, не ищи драмы, я наверное впитал с молоком мамы
Жизнь слишком коротка, чтобы мы с вами тратили её на любовь
Этот вечер будет сожжен будет учтен святым Петром
Но это потом, а пока это лифт в облака и мы в нем вдвоем

Припев:
Ты любишь фанк, детка, рубашечки в клетку
Цветные таблетки, а я гуляю один
Ты любишь фанк, детка, рубашечки в клетку
Цветные таблетки, значит нам по пути

Я помню начало, тебя звали как-то на К, ты на баре скучала
Вся в табачном дыму и печали, я подошел
Мы смотрели фильмы про самураев, часами слушали Jamiroquai
Осколок льда в груди все таял и таял при всем при том

И я сжигаю себя , не ищи драмы, я наверное впитал с молоком мамы
Жизнь слишком коротка, чтобы мы с вами тратили её на любовь
Этот вечер будет сожжен будет учтен святым Петром
Но это потом, а пока это лифт в облака и мы в нем вдвоем

Припев:
Ты любишь фанк, детка, рубашечки в клетку
Цветные таблетки, а я гуляю один
Ты любишь фанк, детка, рубашечки в клетку
Цветные таблетки, значит нам по пути