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(x8)\n\nFashion aka Al Tariq:\nYou got the brews but the cool is just save ya\nDown and just daze ya, Beatnuts wanna blaze ya\nRaise ya give you junky juice that was major\n(And you don't stop) comin' from the soul\nCause the heart is the funk spot\nDiggin' through shit that I found out in the park lot\nTalk not, bustin' crazy shots at the don't squeeze\nJu come down spray these niggas with the funk please\n\nJuJu:\nSomebody said you were looking for static G\nThose who try to play me close could die tragically\nI got a merciless flow that's infatically fatal\nThat attacks the brain automatically\nUnleasing lyrical wrath to leave you open\nCrew that choose to bite might find yourself toking\nDirty alone I never do what the pope says\nI'm tryin' to get money like Felipe Lopez\n\nHook\n\nPsycho Les:\nWith a 1-2-3, 3 and 2-1 only type? preacher could be this nun\nHun don't it sound sweet to the drum?\nDrum trip as I flip till it's done\nSon act like you recognize dad\nRun to poppa come get what you never had\nI'm (superbad) and ducks get mad cause it's all good\nI know you wish you could (get funky)\n\nFashion aka Al Tariq:\nWe got you wanna more puff from the Nut\nGo on take a hit from my shit but it's a rough one\nBust one, remeber what they said never trust one\nUse to be two in the crew now it's plus one\nI kick that old cool style got ya fiendin'\nBlowin' ya mind just like that red light beepin'\nI'm a get buck a blast a shot in ya eye\nMake way motherfucks it's the real superfly","syncedLyrics":null,"lyricsfile":"version: '1.0'\nmetadata:\n  title: Get Funky\n  artist: The Beatnuts\n  album: The Beatnuts\n  duration_ms: 216000\n  instrumental: false\nlines: []\nplain: |-\n  Hook:\n  \"Get Funky\" \"That's right\" (x4)\n\n  JuJu:\n  It's the crook with the shit little cords and mass danger\n  Torturing crew like Jews in gas chambers\n  Danger the angel of death street smart lyric arranger\n  Complicated my style change I get stranger\n  Freak flows let opponents know\n  That I combat the stats and defeat the foes\n  Gots to get money kid you know how it goes\n  And I'm still livin' fowl even stickin' up hoes\n\n  Psycho Les:\n  Equipped with the Beatnuts funk\n  Ain't another brother kickin' phat beats with spunk\n  Duck tried to test me but his ass flunked\n  I rolled him in some Bambu and threw him right in my truck punk\n  I told you once and I won't tell you twice\n  I freak the stunks and I won't pay the price\n  For stickin' in hun paradise cause it's all good\n  I know you wish you could\n\n  Hook (x8)\n\n  Fashion aka Al Tariq:\n  You got the brews but the cool is just save ya\n  Down and just daze ya, Beatnuts wanna blaze ya\n  Raise ya give you junky juice that was major\n  (And you don't stop) comin' from the soul\n  Cause the heart is the funk spot\n  Diggin' through shit that I found out in the park lot\n  Talk not, bustin' crazy shots at the don't squeeze\n  Ju come down spray these niggas with the funk please\n\n  JuJu:\n  Somebody said you were looking for static G\n  Those who try to play me close could die tragically\n  I got a merciless flow that's infatically fatal\n  That attacks the brain automatically\n  Unleasing lyrical wrath to leave you open\n  Crew that choose to bite might find yourself toking\n  Dirty alone I never do what the pope says\n  I'm tryin' to get money like Felipe Lopez\n\n  Hook\n\n  Psycho Les:\n  With a 1-2-3, 3 and 2-1 only type? preacher could be this nun\n  Hun don't it sound sweet to the drum?\n  Drum trip as I flip till it's done\n  Son act like you recognize dad\n  Run to poppa come get what you never had\n  I'm (superbad) and ducks get mad cause it's all good\n  I know you wish you could (get funky)\n\n  Fashion aka Al Tariq:\n  We got you wanna more puff from the Nut\n  Go on take a hit from my shit but it's a rough one\n  Bust one, remeber what they said never trust one\n  Use to be two in the crew now it's plus one\n  I kick that old cool style got ya fiendin'\n  Blowin' ya mind just like that red light beepin'\n  I'm a get buck a blast a shot in ya eye\n  Make way motherfucks it's the real superfly\n"},{"id":32459810,"name":"Get Funky Remix","trackName":"Get Funky Remix","artistName":"The Beatnuts","albumName":"The Spot (The Beatnuts Remix EP)","duration":272.0,"instrumental":false,"hasWordSync":false,"plainLyrics":"How you going to enjoy good music without good marijuana, huh brother?\nSay what?\nHow you going to enjoy good music without good marijuana?\nKnow that\nThe world\n3CF mob kid\n\nIt's the crook with the shit look on your turntable\nAmped like a fuse to burn down your whole label\nNow niggas wanna do me and but aren't able\nStressing themselves out while I remain stable\nFreak flows let opponents know\nThat I come back with gats to delete my foes\nGots to get money kid you know how it goes\nAnd I'm still living foul even sticking up hoes\n\nBeatnuts coming at you with that filthy skunk\nGator love a brother kicking fat beats with funk\nDuck, try to test him who could the best be\nPsycho make you Dizzy Gillespie\nSpin that ass like a DJ table\nWalkin' back spark a bill then mack black\nLeather sofa style is all good\nI know you wish you could\n\nGet funky one time for your mind oh yeah\nThrow your hands in the air like you just don't care\nWhip round and round to the front and back\nWorld famous in the house catch a heart attack\n\nCatch a heart attack motherfucker push the button\nCause you're falling and you can't get up all of a sudden\nYou're stuck on the floor hip-hop crazy raw\nWhile you niggas be singing that bullshit\n\nYou got the blues the cool is your savior\nDown to daze ya but the nuts wanna blaze ya\nRaise ya, give you junk the juice that was made\nFunk that\n\nComing from the soul the heart is the funk spot\nDigging through shit that I found out in the park lot\nTalk not, bust the crazy shots at the dope fiend\nYou come down spray these niggas with that funk clean\n\nSomebody said you was looking 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number one picks\nChicks want the licks cause of the facial\nInterracial no matter I'm a date yo\nHit your fucking head with that shit we drop\nBeatnuts turn it out and you don't don't stop like that\n\nLike that d-d-that that that\nFuck go off the top let's go off the bat\nThe junkyard nigga represent if you want me\nScream one time I get funky\n\nFunk that","syncedLyrics":"[00:00.35] How you going to enjoy good music without good marijuana, huh brother?\n[00:05.84] Say what?\n[00:06.70] How you going to enjoy good music without good marijuana?\n[00:11.86] \n[00:18.19] Know that\n[00:23.42] The world\n[00:28.28] 3CF mob kid\n[00:31.65] It's the crook with the shit look on your turntable\n[00:34.52] Amped like a fuse to burn down your whole label\n[00:37.11] Now niggas wanna do me and but aren't able\n[00:40.02] Stressing themselves out while I remain stable\n[00:43.09] Freak flows let opponents know\n[00:44.87] That I come back with gats to delete my foes\n[00:47.95] Gots to get money 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chambers\nDanger the angel of death street smart lyric arranger\nComplicated my style change I get stranger\nFreak flows let opponents know\nThat I combat the stats and defeat the foes\nGots to get money kid you know how it goes\nAnd I'm still livin' fowl even stickin' up hoes\n\nPsycho Les:\nEquipped with the Beatnuts funk\nAin't another brother kickin' phat beats with spunk\nDuck tried to test me but his ass flunked\nI rolled him in some Bambu and threw him right in my truck punk\nI told you once and I won't tell you twice\nI freak the stunks and I won't pay the price\nFor stickin' in hun paradise cause it's all good\nI know you wish you could\n\nHook (x8)\n\nFashion aka Al Tariq:\nYou got the brews but the cool is just save ya\nDown and just daze ya, Beatnuts wanna blaze ya\nRaise ya give you junky juice that was major\n(And you don't stop) comin' from the soul\nCause the heart is the funk spot\nDiggin' through shit that I found out in the park lot\nTalk not, bustin' crazy shots at the don't squeeze\nJu come down spray these niggas with the funk please\n\nJuJu:\nSomebody said you were looking for static G\nThose who try to play me close could die tragically\nI got a merciless flow that's infatically fatal\nThat attacks the brain automatically\nUnleasing lyrical wrath to leave you open\nCrew that choose to bite might find yourself toking\nDirty alone I never do what the pope says\nI'm tryin' to get money like Felipe Lopez\n\nHook\n\nPsycho Les:\nWith a 1-2-3, 3 and 2-1 only type? preacher could be this nun\nHun don't it sound sweet to the drum?\nDrum trip as I flip till it's done\nSon act like you recognize dad\nRun to poppa come get what you never had\nI'm (superbad) and ducks get mad cause it's all good\nI know you wish you could (get funky)\n\nFashion aka Al Tariq:\nWe got you wanna more puff from the Nut\nGo on take a hit from my shit but it's a rough one\nBust one, remeber what they said never trust one\nUse to be two in the crew now it's plus one\nI kick that old cool style got ya fiendin'\nBlowin' ya mind just like that red light beepin'\nI'm a get buck a blast a shot in ya eye\nMake way motherfucks it's the real superfly","syncedLyrics":"[00:01.12] Hook:\n[00:09.14] \"Get Funky\" \"That's right\" (x4)\n[00:18.24] JuJu:\n[00:19.31] It's the crook with the shit little cords and mass danger\n[00:21.45] Torturing crew like Jews in gas chambers\n[00:24.48] Danger the angel of death street smart lyric arranger\n[00:27.43] Complicated my style change I get stranger\n[00:29.36] Freak flows let opponents know\n[00:31.45] That I combat the stats and defeat the foes\n[00:33.49] Gots to get money kid you know how it goes\n[00:36.52] And I'm still livin' fowl even stickin' up hoes\n[00:39.57] Psycho Les:\n[00:40.57] Equipped with the Beatnuts funk\n[00:41.55] Ain't another brother kickin' phat beats with spunk\n[00:44.66] Duck tried to test me but his ass flunked\n[00:46.60] I rolled him in some Bambu and threw him right in my truck punk\n[00:49.77] I told you once and I won't tell you twice\n[00:52.73] I freak the stunks and I won't pay the price\n[00:54.80] For stickin' in hun paradise cause it's all good\n[00:57.97] I know you wish you could\n[00:59.95] Hook (x8)\n[01:19.12] Fashion aka Al Tariq:\n[01:20.10] You got the brews but the cool is just save ya\n[01:22.15] Down and just daze ya, Beatnuts wanna blaze ya\n[01:25.11] Raise ya give you junky juice that was major\n[01:28.17] (And you don't stop) comin' from the soul\n[01:31.11] Cause the heart is the funk spot\n[01:32.16] Diggin' through shit that I found out in the park lot\n[01:35.18] Talk not, bustin' crazy shots at the don't squeeze\n[01:38.29] Ju come down spray these niggas with the funk please\n[01:39.17] JuJu:\n[01:40.10] Somebody said you were looking for static G\n[01:42.23] Those who try to play me close could die tragically\n[01:45.21] I got a merciless flow that's infatically fatal\n[01:47.31] That attacks the brain automatically\n[01:50.38] Unleasing lyrical wrath to leave you open\n[01:53.30] Crew that choose to bite might find yourself toking\n[01:55.45] Dirty alone I never do what the pope says\n[01:57.55] I'm tryin' to get money like Felipe Lopez\n[02:02.55] Hook\n[02:18.65] Psycho Les:\n[02:19.69] With a 1-2-3, 3 and 2-1 only type? preacher could be this nun\n[02:25.72] Hun don't it sound sweet to the drum?\n[02:27.82] Drum trip as I flip till it's done\n[02:30.83] Son act like you recognize dad\n[02:32.98] Run to poppa come get what you never had\n[02:35.83] I'm (superbad) and ducks get mad cause it's all good\n[02:38.90] I know you wish you could (get funky)\n[02:40.93] Fashion aka Al Tariq:\n[02:41.93] We got you wanna more puff from the Nut\n[02:42.98] Go on take a hit from my shit but it's a rough one\n[02:45.97] Bust one, remeber what they said never trust one\n[02:47.95] Use to be two in the crew now it's plus one\n[02:51.09] I kick that old cool style got ya fiendin'\n[02:53.03] Blowin' ya mind just like that red light beepin'\n[02:56.17] I'm a get buck a blast a shot in ya eye\n[02:58.06] Make way motherfucks it's the real superfly\n[02:59.05] ","lyricsfile":"version: '1.0'\nmetadata:\n  title: Get Funky\n  artist: The Beatnuts\n  album: Classic Nuts Vol. 1\n  duration_ms: 216000\n  instrumental: false\nlines:\n- text: 'Hook:'\n  start_ms: 1120\n  end_ms: 9140\n- text: '\"Get Funky\" \"That''s right\" (x4)'\n  start_ms: 9140\n  end_ms: 18240\n- text: 'JuJu:'\n  start_ms: 18240\n  end_ms: 19310\n- text: It's the crook with the shit little cords and mass danger\n  start_ms: 19310\n  end_ms: 21450\n- text: Torturing crew like Jews in gas chambers\n  start_ms: 21450\n  end_ms: 24480\n- text: Danger the angel of death street smart lyric arranger\n  start_ms: 24480\n  end_ms: 27430\n- text: Complicated my style change I get stranger\n  start_ms: 27430\n  end_ms: 29360\n- text: Freak flows let opponents know\n  start_ms: 29360\n  end_ms: 31450\n- text: That I combat the stats and defeat the 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stickin' in hun paradise cause it's all good\n  I know you wish you could\n\n  Hook (x8)\n\n  Fashion aka Al Tariq:\n  You got the brews but the cool is just save ya\n  Down and just daze ya, Beatnuts wanna blaze ya\n  Raise ya give you junky juice that was major\n  (And you don't stop) comin' from the soul\n  Cause the heart is the funk spot\n  Diggin' through shit that I found out in the park lot\n  Talk not, bustin' crazy shots at the don't squeeze\n  Ju come down spray these niggas with the funk please\n\n  JuJu:\n  Somebody said you were looking for static G\n  Those who try to play me close could die tragically\n  I got a merciless flow that's infatically fatal\n  That attacks the brain automatically\n  Unleasing lyrical wrath to leave you open\n  Crew that choose to bite might find yourself toking\n  Dirty alone I never do what the pope says\n  I'm tryin' to get money like Felipe Lopez\n\n  Hook\n\n  Psycho Les:\n  With a 1-2-3, 3 and 2-1 only type? preacher could be this nun\n  Hun don't it sound sweet to the drum?\n  Drum trip as I flip till it's done\n  Son act like you recognize dad\n  Run to poppa come get what you never had\n  I'm (superbad) and ducks get mad cause it's all good\n  I know you wish you could (get funky)\n\n  Fashion aka Al Tariq:\n  We got you wanna more puff from the Nut\n  Go on take a hit from my shit but it's a rough one\n  Bust one, remeber what they said never trust one\n  Use to be two in the crew now it's plus one\n  I kick that old cool style got ya fiendin'\n  Blowin' ya mind just like that red light beepin'\n  I'm a get buck a blast a shot in ya eye\n  Make way motherfucks it's the real superfly\n"},{"id":18379395,"name":"Get Funky","trackName":"Get Funky","artistName":"The Beatnuts","albumName":"Classic Nuts Vol. 1 FLAC","duration":181.573333,"instrumental":false,"hasWordSync":false,"plainLyrics":"Hook:\n\"Get Funky\" \"That's right\" (x4)\n\nJuJu:\nIt's the crook with the shit little cords and mass danger\nTorturing crew like Jews in gas chambers\nDanger the angel of death street smart lyric arranger\nComplicated my style change I get stranger\nFreak flows let opponents know\nThat I combat the stats and defeat the foes\nGots to get money kid you know how it goes\nAnd I'm still livin' fowl even stickin' up hoes\n\nPsycho Les:\nEquipped with the Beatnuts funk\nAin't another brother kickin' phat beats with spunk\nDuck tried to test me but his ass flunked\nI rolled him in some Bambu and threw him right in my truck punk\nI told you once and I won't tell you twice\nI freak the stunks and I won't pay the price\nFor stickin' in hun paradise cause it's all good\nI know you wish you could\n\nHook (x8)\n\nFashion aka Al Tariq:\nYou got the brews but the cool is just save ya\nDown and just daze ya, Beatnuts wanna blaze ya\nRaise ya give you junky juice that was major\n(And you don't stop) comin' from the soul\ncause the heart is the funk spot\nDiggin' through shit that I found out in the park lot\nTalk not, bustin' crazy shots at the don't squeeze\nJu come down spray these niggas with the funk please\n\nJuJu:\nSomebody said you were looking for static G\nThose who try to play me close could die tragically\nI got a merciless flow that's infatically fatal\nThat attacks the brain automatically\nUnleasing lyrical wrath to leave you open\nCrew that choose to bite might find yourself toking\nDirty alone I never do what the pope says\nI'm tryin' to get money like Felipe Lopez\n\nHook\n\nPsycho Les:\nWith a 1-2-3, 3 and 2-1 only type? preacher could be this nun\nHun don't it sound sweet to the drum?\nDrum trip as I flip till it's done\nSon act like you recognize dad\nRun to poppa come get what you never had\nI'm (superbad) and ducks get mad cause it's all good\nI know you wish you could (get funky)\n\nFashion aka Al Tariq:\nWe got you wanna more puff from the Nut\nGo on take a hit from my shit but it's a rough one\nBust one, remeber what they said never trust one\nUse to be two in the crew now it's plus one\nI kick that old cool style got ya fiendin'\nBlowin' ya mind just like that red light beepin'\nI'm a get buck a blast a shot in ya eye\nMake way motherfucks it's the real superfly","syncedLyrics":"[00:01.12] Hook:\n[00:09.14] \"Get Funky\" \"That's right\" (x4)\n[00:18.24] JuJu:\n[00:19.31] It's the crook with the shit little cords and mass danger\n[00:21.45] Torturing crew like Jews in gas chambers\n[00:24.48] Danger the angel of death street smart lyric arranger\n[00:27.43] Complicated my style change I get stranger\n[00:29.36] Freak flows let opponents know\n[00:31.45] That I combat the stats and defeat the foes\n[00:33.49] Gots to get money kid you know how it goes\n[00:36.52] And I'm still livin' fowl even stickin' up hoes\n[00:39.57] Psycho Les:\n[00:40.57] Equipped with the Beatnuts funk\n[00:41.55] Ain't another brother kickin' phat beats with spunk\n[00:44.66] Duck tried to test me but his ass flunked\n[00:46.60] I rolled him in some Bambu and threw him right in my truck punk\n[00:49.77] I told you once and I won't tell you twice\n[00:52.73] I freak the stunks and I won't pay the price\n[00:54.80] For stickin' in hun paradise cause it's all good\n[00:57.97] I know you wish you could\n[00:59.95] Hook (x8)\n[01:19.12] Fashion aka Al Tariq:\n[01:20.10] You got the brews but the cool is just save ya\n[01:22.15] Down and just daze ya, Beatnuts wanna blaze ya\n[01:25.11] Raise ya give you junky juice that was major\n[01:28.17] (And you don't stop) comin' from the soul\n[01:31.11] cause the heart is the funk spot\n[01:32.16] Diggin' through shit that I found out in the park lot\n[01:35.18] Talk not, bustin' crazy shots at the don't squeeze\n[01:38.29] Ju come down spray these niggas with the funk please\n[01:39.17] JuJu:\n[01:40.10] Somebody said you were looking for static G\n[01:42.23] Those who try to play me close could die tragically\n[01:45.21] I got a merciless flow that's infatically fatal\n[01:47.31] That attacks the brain automatically\n[01:50.38] Unleasing lyrical wrath to leave you open\n[01:53.30] Crew that choose to bite might find yourself toking\n[01:55.45] Dirty alone I never do what the pope says\n[01:57.55] I'm tryin' to get money like Felipe Lopez\n[02:02.55] Hook\n[02:18.65] Psycho Les:\n[02:19.69] With a 1-2-3, 3 and 2-1 only type? preacher could be this nun\n[02:25.72] Hun don't it sound sweet to the drum?\n[02:27.82] Drum trip as I flip till it's done\n[02:30.83] Son act like you recognize dad\n[02:32.98] Run to poppa come get what you never had\n[02:35.83] I'm (superbad) and ducks get mad cause it's all good\n[02:38.90] I know you wish you could (get funky)\n[02:40.93] Fashion aka Al Tariq:\n[02:41.93] We got you wanna more puff from the Nut\n[02:42.98] Go on take a hit from my shit but it's a rough one\n[02:45.97] Bust one, remeber what they said never trust one\n[02:47.95] Use to be two in the crew now it's plus one\n[02:51.09] I kick that old cool style got ya fiendin'\n[02:53.03] Blowin' ya mind just like that red light beepin'\n[02:56.17] I'm a get buck a blast a shot in ya eye\n[02:58.06] Make way motherfucks it's the real superfly\n[02:59.05] ","lyricsfile":"version: '1.0'\nmetadata:\n  title: Get Funky\n  artist: The Beatnuts\n  album: Classic Nuts Vol. 1 FLAC\n  duration_ms: 181573\n  instrumental: false\nlines:\n- text: 'Hook:'\n  start_ms: 1120\n  end_ms: 9140\n- text: '\"Get Funky\" \"That''s right\" (x4)'\n  start_ms: 9140\n  end_ms: 18240\n- text: 'JuJu:'\n  start_ms: 18240\n  end_ms: 19310\n- text: It's the crook with the shit little cords and mass danger\n  start_ms: 19310\n  end_ms: 21450\n- text: Torturing crew like Jews in gas chambers\n  start_ms: 21450\n  end_ms: 24480\n- text: Danger the angel of death street smart lyric arranger\n  start_ms: 24480\n  end_ms: 27430\n- text: Complicated my style change I get stranger\n  start_ms: 27430\n  end_ms: 29360\n- text: Freak flows let opponents know\n  start_ms: 29360\n  end_ms: 31450\n- text: That I combat the stats and defeat the 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end_ms: 176170\n- text: I'm a get buck a blast a shot in ya eye\n  start_ms: 176170\n  end_ms: 178060\n- text: Make way motherfucks it's the real superfly\n  start_ms: 178060\n  end_ms: 179050\n- text: ''\n  start_ms: 179050\nplain: |-\n  Hook:\n  \"Get Funky\" \"That's right\" (x4)\n\n  JuJu:\n  It's the crook with the shit little cords and mass danger\n  Torturing crew like Jews in gas chambers\n  Danger the angel of death street smart lyric arranger\n  Complicated my style change I get stranger\n  Freak flows let opponents know\n  That I combat the stats and defeat the foes\n  Gots to get money kid you know how it goes\n  And I'm still livin' fowl even stickin' up hoes\n\n  Psycho Les:\n  Equipped with the Beatnuts funk\n  Ain't another brother kickin' phat beats with spunk\n  Duck tried to test me but his ass flunked\n  I rolled him in some Bambu and threw him right in my truck punk\n  I told you once and I won't tell you twice\n  I freak the stunks and I won't pay the price\n  For stickin' in hun paradise cause it's all good\n  I know you wish you could\n\n  Hook (x8)\n\n  Fashion aka Al Tariq:\n  You got the brews but the cool is just save ya\n  Down and just daze ya, Beatnuts wanna blaze ya\n  Raise ya give you junky juice that was major\n  (And you don't stop) comin' from the soul\n  cause the heart is the funk spot\n  Diggin' through shit that I found out in the park lot\n  Talk not, bustin' crazy shots at the don't squeeze\n  Ju come down spray these niggas with the funk please\n\n  JuJu:\n  Somebody said you were looking for static G\n  Those who try to play me close could die tragically\n  I got a merciless flow that's infatically fatal\n  That attacks the brain automatically\n  Unleasing lyrical wrath to leave you open\n  Crew that choose to bite might find yourself toking\n  Dirty alone I never do what the pope says\n  I'm tryin' to get money like Felipe Lopez\n\n  Hook\n\n  Psycho Les:\n  With a 1-2-3, 3 and 2-1 only type? preacher could be this nun\n  Hun don't it sound sweet to the drum?\n  Drum trip as I flip till it's done\n  Son act like you recognize dad\n  Run to poppa come get what you never had\n  I'm (superbad) and ducks get mad cause it's all good\n  I know you wish you could (get funky)\n\n  Fashion aka Al Tariq:\n  We got you wanna more puff from the Nut\n  Go on take a hit from my shit but it's a rough one\n  Bust one, remeber what they said never trust one\n  Use to be two in the crew now it's plus one\n  I kick that old cool style got ya fiendin'\n  Blowin' ya mind just like that red light beepin'\n  I'm a get buck a blast a shot in ya eye\n  Make way motherfucks it's the real superfly\n"},{"id":15987676,"name":"Get Funky","trackName":"Get Funky","artistName":"The Beatnuts","albumName":"Classic Nuts, Volume 1","duration":182.0,"instrumental":false,"hasWordSync":false,"plainLyrics":"Hook:\n\"Get Funky\" \"That's right\" (x4)\n\nJuJu:\nIt's the crook with the shit little cords and mass danger\nTorturing crew like Jews in gas chambers\nDanger the angel of death street smart lyric arranger\nComplicated my style change I get stranger\nFreak flows let opponents know\nThat I combat the stats and defeat the foes\nGots to get money kid you know how it goes\nAnd I'm still livin' fowl even stickin' up hoes\n\nPsycho Les:\nEquipped with the Beatnuts funk\nAin't another brother kickin' phat beats with spunk\nDuck tried to test me but his ass flunked\nI rolled him in some Bambu and threw him right in my truck punk\nI told you once and I won't tell you twice\nI freak the stunks and I won't pay the price\nFor stickin' in hun paradise cause it's all good\nI know you wish you could\n\nHook (x8)\n\nFashion aka Al Tariq:\nYou got the brews but the cool is just save ya\nDown and just daze ya, Beatnuts wanna blaze ya\nRaise ya give you junky juice that was major\n(And you don't stop) comin' from the soul\ncause the heart is the funk spot\nDiggin' through shit that I found out in the park lot\nTalk not, bustin' crazy shots at the don't squeeze\nJu come down spray these niggas with the funk please\n\nJuJu:\nSomebody said you were looking for static G\nThose who try to play me close could die tragically\nI got a merciless flow that's infatically fatal\nThat attacks the brain automatically\nUnleasing lyrical wrath to leave you open\nCrew that choose to bite might find yourself toking\nDirty alone I never do what the pope says\nI'm tryin' to get money like Felipe Lopez\n\nHook\n\nPsycho Les:\nWith a 1-2-3, 3 and 2-1 only type? preacher could be this nun\nHun don't it sound sweet to the drum?\nDrum trip as I flip till it's done\nSon act like you recognize dad\nRun to poppa come get what you never had\nI'm (superbad) and ducks get mad cause it's all good\nI know you wish you could (get funky)\n\nFashion aka Al Tariq:\nWe got you wanna more puff from the Nut\nGo on take a hit from my shit but it's a rough one\nBust one, remeber what they said never trust one\nUse to be two in the crew now it's plus one\nI kick that old cool style got ya fiendin'\nBlowin' ya mind just like that red light beepin'\nI'm a get buck a blast a shot in ya eye\nMake way motherfucks it's the real superfly","syncedLyrics":"[00:01.12] Hook:\n[00:09.14] \"Get Funky\" \"That's right\" (x4)\n[00:18.24] JuJu:\n[00:19.31] It's the crook with the shit little cords and mass danger\n[00:21.45] Torturing crew like Jews in gas chambers\n[00:24.48] Danger the angel of death street smart lyric arranger\n[00:27.43] Complicated my style change I get stranger\n[00:29.36] Freak flows let opponents know\n[00:31.45] That I combat the stats and defeat the foes\n[00:33.49] Gots to get money kid you know how it goes\n[00:36.52] And I'm still livin' fowl even stickin' up hoes\n[00:39.57] Psycho Les:\n[00:40.57] Equipped with the Beatnuts funk\n[00:41.55] Ain't another brother kickin' phat beats with spunk\n[00:44.66] Duck tried to test me but his ass flunked\n[00:46.60] I rolled him in some Bambu and threw him right in my truck punk\n[00:49.77] I told you once and I won't tell you twice\n[00:52.73] I freak the stunks and I won't pay the price\n[00:54.80] For stickin' in hun paradise cause it's all good\n[00:57.97] I know you wish you could\n[00:59.95] Hook (x8)\n[01:19.12] Fashion aka Al Tariq:\n[01:20.10] You got the brews but the cool is just save ya\n[01:22.15] Down and just daze ya, Beatnuts wanna blaze ya\n[01:25.11] Raise ya give you junky juice that was major\n[01:28.17] (And you don't stop) comin' from the soul\n[01:31.11] cause the heart is the funk spot\n[01:32.16] Diggin' through shit that I found out in the park lot\n[01:35.18] Talk not, bustin' crazy shots at the don't squeeze\n[01:38.29] Ju come down spray these niggas with the funk please\n[01:39.17] JuJu:\n[01:40.10] Somebody said you were looking for static G\n[01:42.23] Those who try to play me close could die tragically\n[01:45.21] I got a merciless flow that's infatically fatal\n[01:47.31] That attacks the brain automatically\n[01:50.38] Unleasing lyrical wrath to leave you open\n[01:53.30] Crew that choose to bite might find yourself toking\n[01:55.45] Dirty alone I never do what the pope says\n[01:57.55] I'm tryin' to get money like Felipe Lopez\n[02:02.55] Hook\n[02:18.65] Psycho Les:\n[02:19.69] With a 1-2-3, 3 and 2-1 only type? preacher could be this nun\n[02:25.72] Hun don't it sound sweet to the drum?\n[02:27.82] Drum trip as I flip till it's done\n[02:30.83] Son act like you recognize dad\n[02:32.98] Run to poppa come get what you never had\n[02:35.83] I'm (superbad) and ducks get mad cause it's all good\n[02:38.90] I know you wish you could (get funky)\n[02:40.93] Fashion aka Al Tariq:\n[02:41.93] We got you wanna more puff from the Nut\n[02:42.98] Go on take a hit from my shit but it's a rough one\n[02:45.97] Bust one, remeber what they said never trust one\n[02:47.95] Use to be two in the crew now it's plus one\n[02:51.09] I kick that old cool style got ya fiendin'\n[02:53.03] Blowin' ya mind just like that red light beepin'\n[02:56.17] I'm a get buck a blast a shot in ya eye\n[02:58.06] Make way motherfucks it's the real superfly\n[02:59.05] ","lyricsfile":"version: '1.0'\nmetadata:\n  title: Get Funky\n  artist: The Beatnuts\n  album: Classic Nuts, Volume 1\n  duration_ms: 182000\n  instrumental: false\nlines:\n- text: 'Hook:'\n  start_ms: 1120\n  end_ms: 9140\n- text: '\"Get Funky\" \"That''s right\" (x4)'\n  start_ms: 9140\n  end_ms: 18240\n- text: 'JuJu:'\n  start_ms: 18240\n  end_ms: 19310\n- text: It's the crook with the shit little cords and mass danger\n  start_ms: 19310\n  end_ms: 21450\n- text: Torturing crew like Jews in gas chambers\n  start_ms: 21450\n  end_ms: 24480\n- text: Danger the angel of death street smart lyric arranger\n  start_ms: 24480\n  end_ms: 27430\n- text: Complicated my style change I get stranger\n  start_ms: 27430\n  end_ms: 29360\n- text: Freak flows let opponents know\n  start_ms: 29360\n  end_ms: 31450\n- text: That I combat the stats and defeat the 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start_ms: 147820\n  end_ms: 150830\n- text: Son act like you recognize dad\n  start_ms: 150830\n  end_ms: 152980\n- text: Run to poppa come get what you never had\n  start_ms: 152980\n  end_ms: 155830\n- text: I'm (superbad) and ducks get mad cause it's all good\n  start_ms: 155830\n  end_ms: 158900\n- text: I know you wish you could (get funky)\n  start_ms: 158900\n  end_ms: 160930\n- text: 'Fashion aka Al Tariq:'\n  start_ms: 160930\n  end_ms: 161930\n- text: We got you wanna more puff from the Nut\n  start_ms: 161930\n  end_ms: 162980\n- text: Go on take a hit from my shit but it's a rough one\n  start_ms: 162980\n  end_ms: 165970\n- text: Bust one, remeber what they said never trust one\n  start_ms: 165970\n  end_ms: 167950\n- text: Use to be two in the crew now it's plus one\n  start_ms: 167950\n  end_ms: 171090\n- text: I kick that old cool style got ya fiendin'\n  start_ms: 171090\n  end_ms: 173030\n- text: Blowin' ya mind just like that red light beepin'\n  start_ms: 173030\n  end_ms: 176170\n- text: I'm a get buck a blast a shot in ya eye\n  start_ms: 176170\n  end_ms: 178060\n- text: Make way motherfucks it's the real superfly\n  start_ms: 178060\n  end_ms: 179050\n- text: ''\n  start_ms: 179050\nplain: |-\n  Hook:\n  \"Get Funky\" \"That's right\" (x4)\n\n  JuJu:\n  It's the crook with the shit little cords and mass danger\n  Torturing crew like Jews in gas chambers\n  Danger the angel of death street smart lyric arranger\n  Complicated my style change I get stranger\n  Freak flows let opponents know\n  That I combat the stats and defeat the foes\n  Gots to get money kid you know how it goes\n  And I'm still livin' fowl even stickin' up hoes\n\n  Psycho Les:\n  Equipped with the Beatnuts funk\n  Ain't another brother kickin' phat beats with spunk\n  Duck tried to test me but his ass flunked\n  I rolled him in some Bambu and threw him right in my truck punk\n  I told you once and I won't tell you twice\n  I freak the stunks and I won't pay the price\n  For stickin' in hun paradise cause it's all good\n  I know you wish you could\n\n  Hook (x8)\n\n  Fashion aka Al Tariq:\n  You got the brews but the cool is just save ya\n  Down and just daze ya, Beatnuts wanna blaze ya\n  Raise ya give you junky juice that was major\n  (And you don't stop) comin' from the soul\n  cause the heart is the funk spot\n  Diggin' through shit that I found out in the park lot\n  Talk not, bustin' crazy shots at the don't squeeze\n  Ju come down spray these niggas with the funk please\n\n  JuJu:\n  Somebody said you were looking for static G\n  Those who try to play me close could die tragically\n  I got a merciless flow that's infatically fatal\n  That attacks the brain automatically\n  Unleasing lyrical wrath to leave you open\n  Crew that choose to bite might find yourself toking\n  Dirty alone I never do what the pope says\n  I'm tryin' to get money like Felipe Lopez\n\n  Hook\n\n  Psycho Les:\n  With a 1-2-3, 3 and 2-1 only type? preacher could be this nun\n  Hun don't it sound sweet to the drum?\n  Drum trip as I flip till it's done\n  Son act like you recognize dad\n  Run to poppa come get what you never had\n  I'm (superbad) and ducks get mad cause it's all good\n  I know you wish you could (get funky)\n\n  Fashion aka Al Tariq:\n  We got you wanna more puff from the Nut\n  Go on take a hit from my shit but it's a rough one\n  Bust one, remeber what they said never trust one\n  Use to be two in the crew now it's plus one\n  I kick that old cool style got ya fiendin'\n  Blowin' ya mind just like that red light beepin'\n  I'm a get buck a blast a shot in ya eye\n  Make way motherfucks it's the real superfly\n"},{"id":22012470,"name":"Get Funky","trackName":"Get Funky","artistName":"The Beatnuts","albumName":"Classic Nuts Vol. 1","duration":218.454,"instrumental":false,"hasWordSync":false,"plainLyrics":"Hook:\n\"Get Funky\" \"That's right\" (x4)\n\nJuJu:\nIt's the crook with the shit little cords and mass danger\nTorturing crew like Jews in 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that old cool style got ya fiendin'\nBlowin' ya mind just like that red light beepin'\nI'm a get buck a blast a shot in ya eye\nMake way motherfucks it's the real superfly","syncedLyrics":"[00:01.12] Hook:\n[00:09.14] \"Get Funky\" \"That's right\" (x4)\n[00:18.24] JuJu:\n[00:19.31] It's the crook with the shit little cords and mass danger\n[00:21.45] Torturing crew like Jews in gas chambers\n[00:24.48] Danger the angel of death street smart lyric arranger\n[00:27.43] Complicated my style change I get stranger\n[00:29.36] Freak flows let opponents know\n[00:31.45] That I combat the stats and defeat the foes\n[00:33.49] Gots to get money kid you know how it goes\n[00:36.52] And I'm still livin' fowl even stickin' up hoes\n[00:39.57] Psycho Les:\n[00:40.57] Equipped with the Beatnuts funk\n[00:41.55] Ain't another brother kickin' phat beats with spunk\n[00:44.66] Duck tried to test me but his ass flunked\n[00:46.60] I rolled him in some Bambu and threw him right in my truck 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Hun don't it sound sweet to the drum?\n  Drum trip as I flip till it's done\n  Son act like you recognize dad\n  Run to poppa come get what you never had\n  I'm (superbad) and ducks get mad cause it's all good\n  I know you wish you could (get funky)\n\n  Fashion aka Al Tariq:\n  We got you wanna more puff from the Nut\n  Go on take a hit from my shit but it's a rough one\n  Bust one, remeber what they said never trust one\n  Use to be two in the crew now it's plus one\n  I kick that old cool style got ya fiendin'\n  Blowin' ya mind just like that red light beepin'\n  I'm a get buck a blast a shot in ya eye\n  Make way motherfucks it's the real superfly\n"},{"id":9411463,"name":"Get Funky","trackName":"Get Funky","artistName":"The Beatnuts","albumName":"Classic Nuts Vol. 1","duration":182.0,"instrumental":false,"hasWordSync":false,"plainLyrics":"Hook:\n\"Get Funky\" \"That's right\" (x4)\n\nJuJu:\nIt's the crook with the shit little cords and mass danger\nTorturing crew like Jews in 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