Below the Funk (Pass the J) Rick James
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[Intro]
I wanna talk, pass the joint
[Verse 1]
I was born in a city they call Buffalo
Zero degrees below is too damn cold and funky
Mama raised me on the numbers racket
With eight kids and no father
She said she couldn't hack it
On the eastside where I started sangin'
On the corners hangin'
Out with all the hoodlums
Pass the joint
Now the love that I find in the city
Is such a cryin' pity
Ain't no love for brothers
Pass the joint
[Chorus]
Pass the joint
I think I want to talk
'Bout the place I was born, I was torn
Said pass the joint
Give me one more hit
I ain't finished with it
I got some more to say
I wanna talk, pass the joint
[Verse 1]
I was born in a city they call Buffalo
Zero degrees below is too damn cold and funky
Mama raised me on the numbers racket
With eight kids and no father
She said she couldn't hack it
On the eastside where I started sangin'
On the corners hangin'
Out with all the hoodlums
Pass the joint
Now the love that I find in the city
Is such a cryin' pity
Ain't no love for brothers
Pass the joint
[Chorus]
Pass the joint
I think I want to talk
'Bout the place I was born, I was torn
Said pass the joint
Give me one more hit
I ain't finished with it
I got some more to say
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