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The Funk"my city"
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The Funk, song about Living and how i see things in FortWorth Texas
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Mainly spoken word but i have a few hip hop cuts as well
D.O.B. 4/12/75 Zodiac Aries Writer/Artist Hi I am Daxx a native Texan from the city of FortWorth and i am somewhat of a hybrid artist. I rap and do spoken word. I like to refer to myself as an artist rather than lable myself a poet/emcee i believe when you lable yourself that you are saying that you are limited to just one thing.
Song Info
Genre
Beats • Rap
Charts
Peak #2,383
Peak in subgenre #1,333
Author
Daxx
Rights
2004
Uploaded
November 30, 2004
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MP3 2.4 MB • 128 kbps • 0:00
Story behind the song
i did the song after leaving an open mic i was tampering with how to do the right song for my city but it never came to me the right way finally it just hit another part of the song came from the jones girl song nights over egypt
Lyrics
yeah id like to tell you a lil story bout the town where i come from i come from a town called fortworth we call it the funk welcome to a city of catfish and cadilacs/ backways and alleycats/ fighting with my battle axe/ stop 6 area is where i reside/ land full of laws so you know i never abide/ brothers low in the cut from block to block/ trynta make a knot/searching for some cock(pussy not dick)runnin from the cops/ trynta hide the gloc/better run & drop/ when you hear the pide piper playin better do the bunny hop/ pimpin is a ritual/smokin marijuana is habitual/not having a job is pretty critical/ hard to stay spiritual/niggas need a miracle/ black n mild tips & a box of empty cereal/ living grand impereal but poor as hell/ baby mama drama baby daddy in & outta jail/ screwed up cliques is sippin on syrup/ knuckle headed niggas trynta see what they can stir up/dead or alive! alive or dead/funkytown is in the house so you know im going fed/ shots to eastwood & them niggas in poly/ southside, westside and cars with big bodies/ cant forget about the northside of the funk/cus anywhere i go gon always be crunk/artist & innovater/im always restelss/and this is how we do it here in fortworth texas/ hook: we on crunk why you think we call it the funk/come at us cross ways and we ready to chunk/this side that side all the way around and this is how we do it here in funkytown/ FortWorth the place where i was born n raised/scorn n praised/just trynta live the rest of my dayz/you can make an honest living break ya back n slave/or you can get out there n hustle sit back n wave/crime pays in a desolate city we call the funk/WATCH WHO YOU FUCKIN WIT! cus niggas is quick to pop the trunk/on the weekends Fina on Miller is pretty packed/and at the carwash smokers is feenin smokin on crack/hole in the walls and parkin lot pimpin is the thang/rollin around on spinners will get you fame/ if all else fails then its bar b que and brew/like any other city we aint doing nothing new/just trynta survive/ hold a 9 to 5/work hard & party harder cus we trynta keep it live/do the damn thang & actin a donkey/just living it up in a town we call fonkey!
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