Jungle Brothers

Jungle Brothers - Brain songtekst

Je score:
[check me out]
 [check it out  yo] (etc...)

 I got so much funky shit inside my brain
 I couldn't explain  couldn't explain
 You wouldn't understand  I couldn't explain

 I got so much funky shit inside my brain
 I couldn't explain  couldn't explain
 You wouldn't understand  I couldn't explain

 {Mike G}
 Explanation of the funk essential trapped in my brain
 Couldn't do it  make me wonder how a world maintain
 Got emcees frontin total masquerade
 Screamin toast had to touch them up with my blade
 Cut is caught brothers still fallin to this day
 And all is face say why'd have to be this way?
 Five 'cent is the culture
 Make me pop you like a vulture
 Amplify my mic and let the rhyme take the clutcher
 The rains of thr rhythms with some boom boom cat
 Not enough to break your back, just so you react.
 My counteract's my counterpart
 Takin your heart
 You made a move to pull my plug now that ass got sparked
 All I seeing and knowing is my business and I divide to multiply
 And give thanks to most high
 24/7 brothers got to make a living
 Overcome the odds is the only decision
 Cast like my pawn with your third eye vision
 Slip up in the brain raise a sharp incision
 Streets full of clowns trying to rob your part
 When the herb come knocking send them home with a not
 I got my house pumped
 Crunch a problem with my luck
 Coming soft to the hole and get your whole game stuffed
 As we sway the dance halls from heaven to hell,
 As the sun do shine, JBeez rock well.

 I got so much funky shit inside my brain,
 I couldn't explain, couldn't explain
 You wouldn't understand, I couldn't explain

 Yo dig it,

 I got so much funky shit inside my brain,
 I couldn't explain, couldn't explain
 You wouldn't understand, I couldn't explain

 {Afrika}
 Cut you short and escort you to my innermost thoughts
 Dreams of fighting for my freedom in the most high courts
 But jump shots get blocked and dreams get shatterred
 and when the day turns night, souls get bruised and batterred.
 Cheap labor for a favor from your cotton picking neighbor,
 Got to work your ass off just to show you got flavor,
 Life savers won't help you when your breaking your back
 And Uncle Sam keep talking about rasing his tax
 I look at heaven and see myself rolling in seven or eleven
 So I can recoup this suit that I'm spending
 Pray to god with divine intervention all my life
 Repent for my sins because I don't want strife
 Release from contracts to make new contacts
 The game gets played but still remains the facts
 That I got to wake up and see the brood of charades
 'Cause I'm still living in the modern age slave trade
 Rapping on holy water,
 Looking for divine order
 Life goes on, but still the rhyme gets shorter
 Seal my fate, there's no escape
 But still I'm straight,
 I'm back on track, shaking off the dead weight
 The time has come, for me to free my soul
 Grab hold of my heart and take full control
 'Cause no matter what happens when times get hard,
 I still stand my ground and use the force of God

 I got so much funky shit inside my brain,
 I couldn't explain, couldn't explain
 You wouldn't understand, I couldn't explain

 Yo dig it,

 I got so much funky shit inside my brain,
 I couldn't explain, couldn't explain
 You wouldn't understand, I couldn't explain

 {Sammy B}
 I'm about to shine like a dime,
 It's time to give me mine,
 My props, casue I'm about to take you to the top,
 Non-stop with the body rock
 I make you forget about your seat and start smiling
 Brothers buckwilding
 And JBeez is always styling
 We bring the raw,
 The real hardcore,
 Giving you more than what you bargained for
 Son, so your ass is best to run when
 You see me coming
 I'm taking it back to the essence,
 Soul tracks I'm blessing
 Pass the mic over here,
 So I can test it,
 Check one check two,
 We's about to set it,
 when the Brothers rock the party, you'll never forget it,

 'Cause
 I got so much funky shit inside my brain,
 I couldn't explain, couldn't explain
 You wouldn't understand, I couldn't explain

 Yo dig it,

 I got so much funky shit inside my brain,
 I couldn't explain, couldn't explain
 You wouldn't understand, I couldn't explain

 I got so much funky shit inside my brain,
 I couldn't explain, I couldn't explain
 You wouldn't understand, I couldn't explain

 I got so much funky shit inside my brain,
 I couldn't explain, I couldn't explain
 You wouldn't understand, I couldn't explain
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Auteur: ?

Componist: ?

Publisher: V2 Music Ltd.

Details:

Uitgegeven in: 1997

Taal: Engels

Komt voor op: Raw Deluxe (1997)

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