Sareem Poems - Funky Music lyrics

[Intro] What's up Ya yep yep yep yep yep Ya yep yep yep yep yep Ya yeah yeah ya [Hook] [?] the rhythm just won't do it Let your guard down, dance to the music You can do it, get loose to it Feel the music, funky music (2x) [Verse 1] Haha, bum raps, bum tracks, what else do you need The best in America? Yes indeed A rap for white collar criminals locked up for greed Eating gourmet meals, watching cable TV I drive a black jeep, in the concrete jungle Nike Dunks [?] punks, no I don't stumble Gotta stay fresh, you know, SFTL Strictly for the ladies and the Lord as well [?] marvelous, downright outstanding (lose it) Take what mommy and daddy gave you (move to it) Slow music, move to it, do it, do it [?] end up high and just clap to it [Hook] [?] the rhythm just won't do it Let your guard down, dance to the music You can do it, get loose to it Feel the music, funky music (2x) [Verse 2] Sharlok Poems in your area, check him out He's got the flow that everybody in town talking about Blow 'em out like candles, competition is none Rock the mic til d**h do me then call me dumb Yo, slide around, slide around, to this rhythmic track Ride about town right about now then come back We bring it to the basics, dope beats, dope raps We three kings bring gold to [?] Everybody 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 eight, or five, or maybe three [Hook] [?] the rhythm just won't do it Let your guard down, dance to the music You can do it, get loose to it Feel the music, funky music (2x) [Verse] Yo, hey 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 My brother breaking solid concrete block 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 I'm selling free keychains, watch a brother come up Would ya'll like the [?], I got the African look Eight years of making records never heard of me but I'm still making records hanging out with such and such [Hook] [?] the rhythm just won't do it Let your guard down, dance to the music You can do it, get loose to it Feel the music, funky music (2x)