Five Minutes of Funk Chords by Whodini

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[Intro]
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[Verse]
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Now the party didn't start till I walked in
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An' I probably won't leave until the thing ends
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But in the mean time the in between time
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If you work your thing then I'll work mine
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We came here together so we could have fun
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Me an' you baby goin' one on one
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Now this is the last chance for us to get off
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So either get loose or you ought to get lost
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'cause I'm just about ready to do my thing
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'cause I'm the stone cold New York rap machine
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I'ma give you what I got an' baby that's plenty
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An' never has one man rocked so many
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Im'a make you wet an' make you sweat
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Just to see how funky you can get
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Now when I'm on the mic I do serve well
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An' I go by the name of the Rapper Jalil
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■   ■   Now sit back relax put on your head gear
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Get ready for a trip through the atmosphere
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Gonna take you for a ride through the Twilight Zone
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I don't need a space ship I use my microphone
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So hold on tight with all your might
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'cause I'll be rappin' like this for the rest of the night
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It's Jalil y'all your master rapper
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An' when I'm on the mic it's a sheer disaster
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'cause MCs crumble when we rumble
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Some think I'm soft just because I'm humble
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So all you MCs I hope you're real good listeners
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'cause in this battle I'm takin' no prisoners
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I'm slayin' MCs right on the spot
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'cause I'm the the master of the rap the doctor of the rock
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The 'Jack of all trades' the master of one
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An' the thing I'm at is called havin' fun
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We got three minutes left to rock this funk
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To separate the good stuff from the junk
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So get in the groove an' feel the sound
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An' once you're inside spread yourself around
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From the bottom to the top the top to the bottom
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Come on Master Dee get funky while we got 'em
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Me an' my partner from the start
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We usually get together after dark
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Sometimes to rap sometimes to sing
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In the summer or the winter 'cause it ain't no thing
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An' ever since I first came round
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Side by side we'd throw down
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We came here to this here place
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To serve you all right to your face
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Because this jam here is our show stopper


[Chorus]
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We didn't wanna do it but I guess we gotta
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We're the men of the hour makin' the ladies scream an' holler
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Too hot to trot too sweet to be sour
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I'm gonna set the record straight
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An' I hope that it is not too late
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If you want the best I wont settle for less
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Put your money on me I'm your best bet
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Come on one for the treble
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Two for the bass
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Three for the ladies
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Four for the played


[Verse]
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Five minutes of funk this ain't no junk
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So pull your bottom off the tree stump
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Ladies real pretty city to city
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But now we're gettin' down to the nitty gritty
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From the bottom to the top top to the bottom
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I'm gonna rock 'em while I still got 'em
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Our rappin' shower has style an' power
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An' this is our disco hour
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I dunno if all of you have heard
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So it's up to me to spread the word
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About the man that we feel has got to be real
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Our crowned Prince on the wheels of steel
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He goes by the name of Grandmaster Dee
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So if it's alright with you it's alright with me
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We gonna rock you people's minds with ease
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With some help from the Maestro if you please


[Inst]
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(i'm sorry your five minutes are up
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[Chorus]
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Please begin your ending
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