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West Coast Funk Chronicles 1 by KHo

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West Coast Funk Chronicles 1

Hip Hop,male vocals

0:002:44
Lyrics
Description
(Intro)
Yeah, yeah, uh
West Coast streets, where the funk meets heat
Gangsta tales, raw vibe, feel the beat
(Verse 1)
Cruisin' down the block, low ride, midnight gleam
Bassline thumpin' hard, like a gangster's dream
Smoke swirls heavy, paintin' shadows in the night
Sippin' that jaug, mind sharp, ready to fight
Echoes of Em’s wrath, 'Go to Sleep' in the mix
Dark, aggressive flow, cuttin' through the tricks
Superman’s struggle wrapped in every rhyme
West Coast hustle, funk funkin' all the time
(Pre-Chorus)
Neon glows, city’s pulse, life’s on the edge
Funk guitar licks slicing through the pledge
Rhythmic drums syncopate, heartbeat in sync
This gangsta funk, deeper than you think
(Chorus)
I keep drinkin’, smokin’, rollin’ them thangs
Joints lit, vibes hit, tearing up her legs
Tearing up her legs, yeah, feel the funk bang
West Coast grind, this gangsta beat slaps hard, man
(Verse 2)
Streetlights flicker, stories told in every block
Voices rise fierce, no time for the clock
Gritty like Em’s lines, raw truth in my spit
Funk basslines thicken, make your body commit
Guitar strings snap, syncopated groove in the air
Every note a bullet, no room for despair
West Coast roots with that Detroit fire mix
Gangsta funk anthem, no way to nix
(Bridge)
Under moonlit skies, the city breathes alive
Rhythms collide, making every soul thrive
Funk and hip hop, a dangerous blend
In this sonic battle, no one will bend
(Chorus)
I keep drinkin’, smokin’, rollin’ them thangs
Joints lit, vibes hit, tearing up her legs
Tearing up her legs, yeah, feel the funk bang
West Coast grind, this gangsta beat slaps hard, man
(Outro)
Soak in the funk, let the rhythm creep
West Coast gangsta, no time for sleep
From dusk till dawn, the streets proclaim
This is our story, our funk, our flame!