
Who You Funkin’ With? (Hip Hop Mix) Afrika Bambaataa & Soulsonic Force (Ft. Grandmaster Melle Mel)
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[Reprise]
Thinkin' of a beat that'll make you move your feet
Cuttin' like who? Scratchin' like who?
Makin' up a rap that'll make your hand clap
Talkin' like who? Soundin' like who?
Make up a name straighten up your game
Livin' like who? Breathin' like who?
And now we're here with the lesson for your ears
Messin' with who? Funkin' with who?
Echoes are heard and all of the word
About the first street jam that took the lid off the can
We are the juice that fills the cup
Everybody took a sip and got all funked up
Some people fell down and moved with a trance
And when they sobered up it was called break dance
Every fair's like a [?] in my musical chair
And if you dis and [?] you was considered to be a square
[Hook]
Who do you think you're funkin' with? Huh, who?
Who do you think you're funkin' with? Huh, who?
Who do you think you're funkin' with? Huh, who?
Who do you think you're funkin' with? Huh, who?
Back in the days, we're on a reign
Where the mighty street gangs were a popular name
Bull [?] hearts and guts, were surely a must
We're talkin' about who? We're talkin' 'bout us
Two dollars a head and the king of the pack
With a one dollar [?]
The DJ plays his record, upon his thrown
While we the MCs rock the microphone
Like the [?]
You thought you were the best with your fake jack game
You thought you were a king, but you're just a pawn
And now all of your knights and gonna get stepped on
Thinkin' of a beat that'll make you move your feet
Cuttin' like who? Scratchin' like who?
Makin' up a rap that'll make your hand clap
Talkin' like who? Soundin' like who?
Make up a name straighten up your game
Livin' like who? Breathin' like who?
And now we're here with the lesson for your ears
Messin' with who? Funkin' with who?
Echoes are heard and all of the word
About the first street jam that took the lid off the can
We are the juice that fills the cup
Everybody took a sip and got all funked up
Some people fell down and moved with a trance
And when they sobered up it was called break dance
Every fair's like a [?] in my musical chair
And if you dis and [?] you was considered to be a square
[Hook]
Who do you think you're funkin' with? Huh, who?
Who do you think you're funkin' with? Huh, who?
Who do you think you're funkin' with? Huh, who?
Who do you think you're funkin' with? Huh, who?
Back in the days, we're on a reign
Where the mighty street gangs were a popular name
Bull [?] hearts and guts, were surely a must
We're talkin' about who? We're talkin' 'bout us
Two dollars a head and the king of the pack
With a one dollar [?]
The DJ plays his record, upon his thrown
While we the MCs rock the microphone
Like the [?]
You thought you were the best with your fake jack game
You thought you were a king, but you're just a pawn
And now all of your knights and gonna get stepped on
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