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LA Symphony - Funky Music
(from the album Disappear Here)
© copyright 2005

CHORUS:
If you feel the rhythm just move to it
Let your guard down, dance to the music
You can do it, get loose to it
Feel the music, funky music (2x)

JOEY THE JERK:
Bomb raps, bomb tracks what else do you need
Are we the best in America? Yes indeed
I rap for white-collar criminals locked up for greed
Eating gourmet meals, watching cable TV

FLYNN:
I drive a black jeep in the concrete jungle
Nike dunks low so punks know I don't stumble
Gotta stay fresh, you know SFTL
Strictly for the ladies and the Lord as well

SHARLOK POEMS:
Magnificent marvelous down right outstanding music
Take what mommy and daddy gave, move to it
Soul music grove to it, do it, do it
Raise your limbs up high and just clap to it

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SHARLOK POEMS:
Sharlok Poems in your area, check him out
He got the flow that everybody in town talking about
Blow them out like candles, competition is none
Rock the mic ‘til death do me, then call me done

FLYNN:
Slide around, glide around to this rhythmic track
Ride around town right about now then come back
We bring it to the basics: dope beats dope raps
We three kings bring gold you know that

JOEY THE JERK:
Everybody’s playing catch up, just follow me
On a journey to see a for-real emcee
Can’t nobody do it like the L.A. Symphony
All original 9, 8, 5, or maybe 3

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FLYNN:
Yo, we keep you on your toes with flows and finesse
Quite frankly not concerned with learning the rest
Politics are shady, selfish, and cold
So many people shady, it's getting so old

SHARLOK POEMS:
A brother breaking solid concrete blocks when him walk
Delivering art that come straight from the heart
Get smart, dummy, money don't make the man
You’re just an idiot with a couple of grand in your hand

JOEY THE JERK:
I’m selling free key chains, watch a brother come up
Royal like a prince, I got that African luck
8 years of making records, never heard of me but
I’m still making records, hanging with such and such

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