Tekst piosenki 'Funkanella' wykonawcy Killer Mike

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[Outkast]
Out of the basement
Out of the dungeon
Look at these broads
What have you done to them?
Rippin'it, sippin'it
Puttin' a clip in it
Trimmin' it off the women
I'm swimming
It's odd to me your words are kind of drippin'
I'm trippin'
Your flow's non-existant bitches missin'
I gave it Robert Rudolf
Or Puss in boots with his boots off
I had a new boss
Check the southern slang boy gotta troop drawn
>From East point to New York
It's Outkast runnin' through y'all
Allaljuah
Oh y'all

Who can rip like this
Punchaneller, Punchaneller
I guess It's DJ Clue
Aquamini and Roc-A-fella
I got the blue box and the feathers
Fuck the hatas and the hellas
Like you know it's on tonight
Cause everything got kinda reder
Who can rip like this
Punchaneller, Punchaneller
I guess It's DJ Clue
Aquamini and Roc-A-fella
I got the blue box and the feathers
Fuck the hatas and the hellas
Like I fooled them into thinking
That life will all get better

Pissing in the waiting
Or shooting in the door
I have a blind date
Maybe fucking in the park
Without a rubber on
We a not alone
When I was young a strong
Tag was fuckin' meanee, meanee
Now we a feinding for the new news, new news
Like all of these activates part of you that don't mo, move
You back are gettin' closer but you don't have a clue
Who only plays by the tens on the 1 and 2

Hook (x4)
We can do it too
Funkanella, funkanella

[Killer Mike]
A knot to remove your crew of those iceburg swe