El Señor del Funk

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[Letra de "El Señor del Funk"] [Estribillo] Want the lord of funk means el señor del funk So what you want, punk? Tell me what you want? Want the lord of funk means el señor del funk So what you want, punk? Tell me what you want? Want the lord of funk means el señor del funk So what you want, punk? Tell me what you want? Want the of funk means el señor del funk Con el funk colombiano, ja [Verso 1] How you want it? How you need it? How you like it? I might just rock my style instead of letting MCs bite it Another level, yo, I'm the cause of every rebel And don't pray to no God while I'm dancing with the devil, uh-huh The undefeated, dope fiend, school zone leader El son latino del país del cartel del crimen A crazy shorty blowing minds can you tell Got the beats, got the rhymes and I got the clientele 'Cause I le gusto a oídos cada vez que vuelvo al verso Han pasado diez años y entre calles me disperso De sonar en mi barrio a vender discos a Alemania Y como buen latino, celebro oyendo la Fania Y entre más hago, más ladran mis allegados De algunos me sorprende aun sabiendo desde el pasado Escucho mis canciones, mis escritos me regañan Crezco y me contradigo por confiado o por la maña But let me come back, and let me put your mind in contact With all the fucking bullshit that the people will attack But for now I reminisce, wanna say a rest in peace For all the undah-brothaz that were missing in the streets [Estribillo] Want the lord of funk means el señor del funk So what you want, punk? Tell me what you want? Want the lord of funk means el señor del funk So what you want, punk? Tell me what you want? Want the lord of funk means el señor del funk Con el funk colombiano, ah Esto es Zona Escolar Rec en la puta casa What you want? What you want? [Verso 2] Es que lo he visto y hoy vivo para contarlo El duelo ha sido largo y brindado tragos amargos La historia se repite y en mi zona me resguardo El rap cogió otro rumbo y yo me senté aquí a observarlo I can't compete with the funny MCs, nah I'll rock a beat, light a blunt and say peace I can't afford, too much rapper's aboard And most of them coming wack killing the people's support, shit I make a living 'cause I paid my dues And now I stick to my rules and don't hang out with no damn fools Cause some are good but convinced that they're the shit Looking over shoulders, bragging they're the most legit, uh I represent for the peeps showing love And all you suckas that dissed me, I could tell you to fuck off So listen up and come clean, What you want, mannie? I want my raps and my cash and some punani [Outro] 'Cause I'm the lord of funk El señor del funk, el funk colombiano, ah En la casa, Zona Escolar, ja Representando Colombia, Bogotá B.L.A.C.K. Black Mentes Coal Black, Andrés Tales moves racks Ah, ah, ah Making it well, making it well