Dan-e-o - Funkbox (Refunked) lyrics

CHORUS: That funk, it's gotcha movin' That funk, it's got me groovin' with you tonight, yeah That funk, it's gotcha bumpin' That funk, it's got me jumpin', it feels so right ! God made me funky, each and every single day I pump beats Hip-hop is my favourite but I'm a music junkie Trust me, my whole life, rhythm in my head At night before I sleep I tap beats on my bed Ask my friends 'bout my habit that seems never endin' Use my fingers to scratch on any nylon or denim Pretendin' I'm a DJ in a DMC battle That'll dazzle onlookers while the speakers snap and rattle It don't matter where I'm at, whether readin' or chillin' I be rhymin' in my head, whether eatin' or... I be chillin' with a chick and I'm about to hit it yo I imagine that it be happenin' in a video Really though, everything is a song I got a trick Make beats clickin' my teeth, internally it's sick Cuz if you love music, then you know it's oxygen Ain't got a heart, my chest is where my funkbox is in! CHORUS My funkbox is not only my heart, it's my soul Funk pours from my pores and my follicles and holes I was told that during my mother's pregnancy Is the time period in which the funk entered me She would party, big belly and all, feelin' no ways 'Till I was born, holdin' a mic, sportin' some shades I was cool daddy, never shy to be an attraction Had early visions of becoming the next Michael Jackson If ya askin' what I did as a kid to get licks Broke my mom's wooden spoons usin' 'em as drumsticks I wasn't a dumb kid, I got good report cards My dad would buy me a record awarding me for the job See, toys came second and T.V. it came third Always knowin' one day, through music I would be heard It's obvious to me why God put me on this place Ain't got a mouth, a funkbox is found on my face! CHORUS My funkbox is not only my soul, it's my mind No exaggeration, it's creating music all the time If you could find wires that could connect to me You would hear music made better than any MPC From elementary throughout university Built a savings all spent on creating my first CD Do you love music like me? Well, ask yourself a question: Would you tell your future wife that to it, she came second? Break up and find solace in making a slammin' record Knowin' that as an artist is how you're truly respected My reason for breathin' is cuz music is my bride Don't live on earth, a funkbox is where I reside! CHORUS