Song Lyrics

All I want to do is get down y'all
Have a ball y'all and freak freak y'all
Lifeless ventures ain't new boo
So don't boo hoo, yeah, you too
Gotta get a grip like culture
Swoop down, swoop down like a vulture
The rhythms will lurk into people
All funk ain't created equal
Looking for the beat to rupture
Like the rapture, gotta capture
Don't let the storm of life scare ya
Get funky, let me prepare ya
For the days of grimness and oppression
A yo bro, here's your lesson
Even though the rain starts pourin'
Start reachin', start soarin'
Don't stop, if you do, you're stallin'
Rhythm savior, hear ya callin'
Instrumental to be freaky
Go ahead in the rain and you'll see

Can't we make you see
I mean, the fact that is the key, I mean
Devoted to the art of movin' butts, so get on up and
Think about what's yours
I mean your culture and your laws
I mean, I label you a sucka
If you're dumber, just stay dumber, but
Stay in line and keep groovin'
If it's movin', if it's soothin'
Don't let a little thing like rain keep you unda
Or the funda, look at wonda
Stomp till your soul is lifted
Get with it, rhythm's with it
Get inside the groove and get nasty
Funky nasty, crazy classy
Money is a first on the list here
It's the good time, it's the good cheer
If you got the ride then ride it
Don't hide it, provide it
Drop, drop, drop down the pants, shake your fanny
Cause it's handy, not an Annie
Rock to the roll with the hair down
Get the lowdown, rhythm showdown
The simple explanation is nada
Make it hotter, thanks, de nada
If you want to hear what I'm sayin'
Clean your ears and just come on and groove

Ali Shaheed Jones-muhammad, Carter F. Bradley Jr., Daniel B. Webster, Floyd Miller, Kamaal Ibn John Fareed, Mark Hicks, Mark L. Adams, Orion Wilhoite, Steve Washington, Thomas Lockett, Timothy Lawerence Dozier