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Back To Rap [Funky DL samples Amy Winehouse Vol 2]

by Funky DL

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[DL] “Yo what’s up people? This is Funky DL, and like… Yo first of all I wanna big up everyone that went and downloaded Back to Frank, that’s when I sampled Amy Winehouse’s first album, the reviews were truly magnificent. If you didn’t get that, then I guess just Google Back To Frank. This time round I’m going in on Amy’s second album, brought in some friends, family, special guests and features, so…. it’s no longer Back To Black, its Back To Rap” [Amy / I ain’t got seventy days]
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Intro [Amy] Nobody stands in between me and my man, it’s me and Mr. Jones, me and Mr. Jones Chorus [Amy] You can’t keep lying to your self like this, You can’t keep lying to your self like this, Can’t believe you played yourself, like this Verse One [DL] Let me write this, [scribble this] Sixteen bars of the hypeness, [its ridiculous] Spit til’ I get tonsillitis [and dribble this] And I ain’t even worried in the slightest, [I’m frivolous] I’m telling you the truth I’m a killer MC I got em’ buried in the booth But once upon a time they wouldn’t let me in the room See it ain't like the whole world knew what I do Never had a number one not even a number two Never had a cool mil’ so I had to make do Never had a plush crib with a beach front view More than four bedrooms and the walls see through But I make myself at home when I rock on a tune And I don’t need to lie or fantasize bout wealth Cos I ain't that guy I won’t play myself Yo it is what it is so it be what it be So this is dedicated to them frontin’ MC’s… Amy! Chorus [Amy] Verse Two [Ricko] Yeah, listen, yo I write bars after billin’ it Naturally hype so the weed helps me chill in it Reek’s got skill in it; I do it for my siblings We pray for health not wealth that’s the different Mind state’s we living in Lying to yourself is just stunting your growth Don’t say that you’re rolling With the pump in the cold if you don’t [that’s long] Cos man will leave you slumped for a loaf [BANG!] Gun butts to the boat and leave lumps on your dome [that’s nuts] And this can all come from the dumb shit you wrote [listen] F.Y.I. never lie when I tell a guy You can catch more than a lump in the throat [trust me] Man get bottled or shot over lyrical content Non spiritual or physical [allow it] Doe holds and clothes flows are so typical [what’s that?] Futuristic visuals cease facts [ahhh!] You need to stop lying to yourself see Snatch [for the reference] Chorus [Amy] Verse Three [Dukus] I like it when the rhymes get [intricate] You can’t deny the shit’s priceless [the richest kid] couldn’t even buy this I might just have to take you back to school again The aim is to turn you hooligans to Buda men And while you pretend I keep proving them wrong By doing what I do on a song For you to pick up all the shit you need a Hoover that’s strong I won’t move in a storm while you be pooing your garms You’re a shade of grey I glow aluminous tone The way he do it you can tell that he’s been doing it long Girls say he be doing it and doing it well You keep losing yourself and you should know better You should not be fooling yourself It’s like you bought a ticket and you’re proud you’re going to hell But you’re a little kid reaching for the top of the shelf For the porno, we all know your type You show no shame cos you don’t know better than being Bobo Chorus [Amy] Verse Four [Pyrelli] Every time I open my mouth [and let the flow out] I mutilate a wack rap bastard [in a showdown] Dry lik’kle bunch a’ pussy dem’ [needing a hose down] [Lazy Boy] it’s so cold how I’m profound It goes down you know now [Huh’] I ain’t even trying to address em’ It’s just for the simple fact I really got to teach these Dum Dums’ a lesson Cos they don’t seem to see that silence is my deadliest weapon Reckon for the record nothing more better than stepping on a head that these peasants Instead except you can keep lying to yourself That’s a no, no, you dying it’s bad for your health You a Bozo, Pinocchio, I’m writing for the cause bitch Dropping jaws’s and corpses, Pyrelli so sick Enormous with DL, Dukus and Ricko The Capito creeping the Jeep slow reload the rawness You’ve just been hit by four clips we think you’re all shit Fraudsters, Amy sing the motherfucking chorus! Chorus [Amy] Outro [Amy] Ruler’s one thing, but come Brixton, nobody stands [fade out]
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Intro Right ya’ now people, operator just entertain the people til’ the live recording gwarn, seen? Dem a’go run it seen… me a’go bring round to a serious point now Chorus x2 [Amy] Though we need to find the time, to just do this shit together ‘fore it gets worse Verse One [DL] [Cha!] I came up in the rap game with a bloodcleet mission To give the music lovers something real that they can listen to I would go as far as saying Funky was medicinal But that don’t stop them lik’kle id’yot’s from dissin’ you Fake with love underneath yo they really hate Wasn’t difficult to see that people don’t affiliate Don’t come together, don’t gel, don’t appreciate Don’t celebrate or relate, don’t integrate Musical artist dem tink dem the a’rdest Flex like bad man but true dem chat garbage But when it come to me I face everyone Cos yout’ like I and I just embrace everyone ya see me? And if u’nu understand the lyric me a write na’ Reach inna ya pocket and just push up u’nu lighter! So I came through to tell you bout my preference Dead all the separates and deal with togetherness, yes Chorus x2 Verse Two [Pyrelli] [Yeh] me seh, me pull up ah de’ dance in a brand new Ferrari De’ whole place pack up like a tall can a’ Sardine Cologne Armani, me ah who de’ boss is Swagger top ah de’ bloodclart line, ya get me doggy? Deh, deh by de’ bar me say a wha’ gwarn me darling? Tell ya’ weh’ me warn do, fill up your glass quick Bout fi mek a me exit gi’ her me’ number and tell her fi’ call me Before me reached out she call a’ one fi put it pon me She sit’ down pon me cocky with the real tight punani Me start fi’ fall in’a love, dem should a’ fuck warn me De’ gyal’ did have a plan weh’ never agree with me Now she ah’ breed fi’ me, the gyal’ did have a man Dem’ seh me never born bulletproof and bound fi’ get a shottin’ Ask him if him lose him pussyclart mind, if him forgot it Me call up me dogs and tell em’ bout’ the yout’ raas’mout’ Seh’ we have a lik’kle problem we need fi’ sort out [cha!] Chorus x2 Verse Three [MCD] [Uh ha, let’s do this thing man, let do it, you know how we do, this is real] I found the time to revive this, style of mine I’m Psychic I vibe it then I contemplate how I recite it How we spend the time of our life is so specific You’re gifted but all your gifts what you did with it Time wasting, each second keeps on ticking I ain’t obvious I don’t get in where I fit in I’m uplifting like bread rising in the kitchen I’m eloquent, that’s the formula with all my diction Find the time for peace in your life forget the friction Find the time for loving your wife, that’s what’s been missing And now you listen to all the energy encountered Find the time to be more than a doubter I bet you didn’t think this collaboration would happen I know you found the time to be following every pattern But ever since I listened to rap man I’ve been rapping Ever since I found some time for myself my something happens [echo…] Chorus x2 Outro Right ya’ now, yo u’nu fi check dem ting deh ya know’ Wouldn’t you call that a standing ovation?
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Intro x4 [Addictive] Oh, oh, oh, oh, oh Verse One [DL] [Hold on] I told you I was trouble 6 foot 1, short hair, black stubble And I will never fold dude I’m bout to raise you double There’s no sweet boys here so kill ya Hubba Bubbles I been around the block like more than a couple, I’m classic So I don’t give a rats nuts if the cap fits Champion like Dilla and Madlib And playa’ this ain't no act like Brad Pitt People talking like Funky is mad sick The way I flip around a beat that’s some bad shit I can put you on the floor like a back spin And I do the opposite of an aspirin The type of dude who is telling not asking So please stay out my way if I’m passing And my team’ll stay sharp like a javelin And we’ll dribble that ball without travelling [haaa!] You can call me ignorant But I don’t – really – give – a – shit Low down dirty rotten apple And I ain’t looking no beef I ain’t cattle Battle?? I aint that guy Open mics all day? Fuck I aint that high You can be my protégé, I’ll mould you But remember I’m trouble I told you! Chorus [Amy] I told you I was trouble [x3] Yeah you know that I’m no good Refrain [Addictive] I told I was trouble [x4] [various phrases] Verse Two [Pyrelli] They call me Mr. Lazy, the one all of the girls like The one the haters wanna fight, my future looks so bright When the weather’s mucky push a clean buggy Through the streets of the gritty city, catch me dipping in the Turnpike I learn mics so I earn right burn guys It’s my birth right, rhyming like I’m on my third strike So blame the melanin, they ill but they ain’t sick as this My flair clear up that congestion Benylin I get’s it in whistle and flute no bow tie With my nigga Funky DL, we from the Eastside And this how G’s ride, fuck the jail time We conspire, turned the game into shook bitches, perspire I serve fire as my appetizer Blazing each show in 4D, there’s nothing liver I’m a troublemaker, straight bubble break ya’ Flying clotheslines, Lariat’s with Haymakers We catch the worms soon as they breaks Cos me and my team supreme they can’t break us United in this bitch pulling big boy capers Its big business and the motherfucking briefcases You know what this is, the Consist, the Instigator Classic shit, back to rap, nothing greater Ha! You down with us and you know we love you Against us and it’s motherfuck you, I’m trouble! Chorus [Amy] Refrain [Addictive] [various phrases / fade out]
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Intro [Dukus] Ooooh, Ooooh [dah dah dah] Ooooh, Ooooh Ooooh, Ooooh [dah dah dah] Ooooh, Ooooh-oooh Verse One [DL] I Knew this girl who was legendary I’ll describe her if you’re wondering Older vibe like Halle Berry Younger vibe like Lauren London Met her at a Pizza express Waitress on a minimum wage Started talking, told me to guess How old she was, what was her age? If I get it right I get her number Got her number cos I got it right Trying to find out what she under Shall we go out, how bout tonight? Let me cut the story short for you She became my girl, I became her man As I write this report for you Try to listen close, try to understand Everything was working out so well Until I found out bout her ex I suspect she cheats, oh well! Got to let her go on to the next But she kind of got a hold on me What could it be? Maybe I’m whipped Out the blue she go cold on me And I know why, it’s him, [oh shit] It’s a competition for her love She don’t know which one of us to choose Which one of us she puts above Either way I guess one of us will lose Til’ she didn’t come home one night So I waited up kept yawning Then I laid my head on my pillow Closed my eyes until the morning came Chorus [Amy] And I wake up alone [x2] Verse Two [DL] Asked her where she was but already knew But she broke down and she confessed Said she made the wrong choice And she knew that I was her number one And she blessed to still have me in her life Could I find it in my heart to forgive? Even though it cuts sharp like a knife She the one I wanna be with Everything was cool for a while Til’ I started seeing much more cash Wonder where she getting all this money from Started throwing old clothes in the trash Then she bought herself a brand new car Brand new jewels, brand new shoes But she wasn’t telling me anything Once again I’m a brand new fool All this carries on for a while Every time I ask she don’t speak Next thing I know cops at my house On the floor with a gun in my cheek Took my girl into custody Cos they found her with 2 keys of dope Now she in a court room with a judge Gave her 3 years she won’t cope Could have been much more than that But she snitched and gave up a name Turns out the same ex was involved Then I realized nothing changed Now she sat in a prison cell Didn’t heed my final warning Now it’s just me laying in my bed Toss and turning till the morning came [uh] Chorus [Amy] Verse Three [DL] Did her time for the crime she did Now she out she knocks on my door Begging me to give her one more chance Grabbed my arm and dropped to the floor Said she gonna be a good girl now No more lies it’s a new start Wish I could make a choice with my head Instead I made a choice with my heart Let her come back into my life Damn why would I do such a thing? But it seems she’s changed her ways And she treats me just like a king And her ex is still inside Everything is perfect now and it seems everything we went through was oh so worth it now But now there’s word on the street That her ex wants his revenge Now I fear for her safety And I’m scared, I won’t pretend But she tells me don’t worry Everything is gonna be ok Then I heard a round of gunshots Echoing from downstairs one day Ran down as fast as I could She was on the floor would she survive? Don’t know so I stayed by her side Til’ she was no longer alive Buried her on a Sunday And people say I’m stalling Cos her picture stays on my pillow But she’s never there in the morning [damn] Chorus Out [Amy] And I wake up alone [x3] [Duke] Come back, come, back, come back, come back, huh [Amy] And I wake up alone [Duke] Come back, come, back, come back, come back, huh [Amy] And I wake up alone
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Intro [Amy] All I can ever be to you is a darkness that we knew And this regret I've got accustomed to Intro Chorus x4 [Amy] Once you don’t owe nothing to me Verse One [DL] My Fate ain’t written in Great Britain I’m straight spitting Take missions, make listeners stand up I hate sitting I hot step in Red Sox like Boston And stone cold stepping like stone Steve Austin [You know my steez!] I’m showing you something So flow correct with your debt until you owing me nothing I’m not a walk at the beach, homie don’t be frontin’ Because a beat and rhyme speech ain’t my only button So don’t push me [pay me] Don’t get comfortable, cushy [ya crazy?] I’m saying this once to you and homie, [maybe] I’m responsible to hold you [daily] interest chargeable I’m here to collect all debts To collect all cash, all cheques Am-Ex To collect all belongings or something to that effect When your balance hit the red I’m a pain in the neck Chorus [DL / Amy] You can come back to the studio [Once you don’t owe nothing to me] I’ll stop taking Pounds and Dollars and Euro’s [Once you don’t owe nothing to me] And it will change like a Currency Bureau [Once you don’t owe nothing to me Things will go back the way you know [Once you don’t owe nothing to me] Verse Two [Sus] No way you ain’t getting you a thing off me Like an I.O.U. not happening You say you put me on the map got my Passport stamped Truth is it’s you who ain’t travelling Leeches, blood sucking til’ there’s nothing left You’re just another undercover praying on success And I ain’t for that stress, there’s no interest You trying to invest, shares go belly up I put pennies in your pocket, any way you can profit I will take you to places Show you faces and names you only see in the comics Now you’re a villain saying you saved the day? You know what they say, if the wind blows And you’re two-faced, shit’ll stay the same I ain’t saying names but I say it [once, once] You better off French Kissing on a loaded gun Chorus Verse Three [Dukus] See there’s two types of people in the world and you’re one of them The ones that don’t get it, the ones who ain’t won a thing Wishing for a lottery win over anything Cos anything’s better than any way they’ve ever been For the past, how ever many years I’ve seen many disappear into thin air For, for lack of finesse Perhaps you should witness The true form of what it really means to be a killer of Chinchilla’s Sticking up the chin, I put the face up in the chimney And have a Gin; your girl has the package I’m packaging I happen to have a thing for Rappers who cannot string words So I’m damaging their abdomens Put pressure on the wounds if you cannot consume with a spoon What I have spewed for you to chew As soon as I hear the beat it’s over And as soon as you get the beats it’s over, it’s over Chorus Outro [Amy] But to walk away I have no capacity He walks away, the sun goes down He takes the day [fade]
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Intro [DL] Dedicate this one to my Father, who sadly passed away midway in recording this album, rest in peace Pops… Intro Chorus x2 [Amy] Self professed, profound, Til’ the chips were down Verse One [DL] I’m alone in a room as I zone to this tune Thinking bout the highest moments of my life and the gloom And the low points, when I thought about retiring from any more joints Screw getting up I’m lying in Pass me the Duvet, this is real life talk bitch it aint a movie Bitch it ain’t blue ray, bitch it ain’t Student union movie Tuesday I’m a straight hustle no regards to what the rules say When I say hustle not referring the white stuff Only making reference to the beats and turning mics up So don’t bother squinting at me, no one turned the lights up Or I’m ‘a reach boiling point like when you turn the rice up, You could say I’m confident, brazen, tenacious So put away your two Jack’s I got four Aces So you can call me top boy, yeah that mean I roll plush Til’ some lucky bastard come and beat me with a royal flush! I was feeling so… Chorus [Amy / DL] [Self professed, profound] And everything was going so great until… [Til’ the chips were down] But I came back up so I’m feeling [Self professed, profound] And everything was going so great until… [Til’ the chips were down] But I still keep smiling… Verse Two [DL] I can have a cool day, free from any problems Other days I wake up and I’m feeling so despondent Just like when you messaging a girl who aint responding Or your cash flow is on pause and you starving Wishing for a garden where every tree is fruitful And a naked woman called Eve and she beautiful And I’m at my pinnacle, nobody can topple me Looking at a property and thinking bout it properly So I’m in my good books, character and good looks Til’ I am reminded that I live amongst these hood crooks And they don’t respect me must be the street code 21st century Wanna say something but my heart won’t let, me must be the wisdom Coupled with the fact that they probably won’t listen I’m grand old Duke ‘in it so when I’m up I’m up And when I’m down, I’m down so enough is enough, is enough, is enough And I’m feeling Chorus Verse Three [DL] I guess I’m trying to say to you that even if you have the guts To stand up to the world, it won’t stop it trying to grab your nuts And put you in a dark place to make you feel you don’t fit Makes tomorrow harder than today but tells you don’t quit But then there is the flip side, where everything is blissful Where everything is clicking into place just like a pistol Flipside, take a long trip nobody miss you Flipside, money ain’t a worry got a fistful This my life in a contrast, ups and downs And at times I’m with comrades, sometimes times clowns It’s a tug o’ war when you just want more And ya looking for a door but you pushed to the floor And you look at the scoreboard to check on your score And your score is one lower than 5 minus 4 And you wanna go back to the day right before When you felt at one with the world from you core [and you were feeling] Chorus Outro [Amy] And now the final frame, love is a losing game…
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Chorus x2 [Amy / DL] Put it in writing, but who you writing for? [For just yourself? I’d like to know, I do] Verse One [DL] Uh, too many rappers steady writing bullshit Coming up with old shit and saying its new shit Every word they writes an inch away from stupid Who they think is gone be listening to they music? Nobody cares and nobody profits Cos when they put pen to paper yo it’s catastrophic You an artist now you got a blank sheet of paper? Isn’t it your job to paint a picture like a painter? Instead they on some pancake flow Little fruity in the middle so they fan base grow Talking all kinds of rubbish so they band makes doe If they got a hit record probably can’t make more [Them niggas need to stop] it’s called the hand brake flow Take a seat yo’ they need to plan they flow So the general public can relate to what they wrote Cos it ain’t like they writing yo its like they make notes and then they… Chorus Verse Two [Ricko] Yo, man are talking bout things that they never done Until Karma forces them to get a gun Man are coming for your funds cos you said that you sell a tonne And on the strip you’re a veteran Okay, the flows bait, you’re so fake Fuck biters I brush teef’s no Colgate Trust me, under pressure Them man’ll crack like the pilot in Soulplane Now here’s a little task for the known lames How about trying to ride in your own lane? You ain’t wavy, I can see it in your boat race Skills, no frills, meaning you have no taste So now you’re looking at a next mans life Constructing your lines through a next mans eyes Trying to fool the masses with the next mans vibe That’s like stunting in the next mans ride [echo] Chorus Verse Three [K9] I’m like tell me who you writing for? I think your rhymes are poor I don’t believe what you’re saying so why the talk? You just lying to yourself to try and get the wealth But everything you say blood, I ignore Cos you guys are all feeding me the lies But I can’t be scammed, I can read between the lines Stop cheating on the mic, you think that it’s easily disguised But we ain’t believing all the hype I just speak what’s on the mind and put it in words Some say that I’m sick with the similes, metaphors Adjectives, nouns and I’m good with the verbs Trying to get what I fully deserve So would you prefer a real artist telling you the truth? Every time he gets up in the booth? Or would you rather listen to a bredduh’ that is loose? Spitting the fiction and telling you “whatever” on a tune [echo] Chorus
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Intro [Ricko Capito] Ay yo DL, I think it’s time for that Slick Rick shit you know fam, you dun’ know Intro Hook [DL] Now this is a simple fairytale, about a girl I used to know Who ran away from everything, but really wants to come back home you know But she too scared and so she spends all day on road Thinking of a place to go so she can be alone Verse One [DL] I knew this girl going through a hard time Won’t say her name cos that’s not fair She studied so hard at school But her grades weren’t great at the end of the year And she had a pops so strict And he wanted to control everything she would wear Her Boyfriend was an alcoholic And when he got upset he would pull her hair Her Mother died giving birth to her With no older Siblings in her life This young girl had a little Sister How is that possible? Dads second wife But one day the wife up and left She got too tired of the Dads control Some people said it was selfish Leaving two young girls left on they own It all became a bit too much With no one to talk to the stress builds up So one day she packs up a suitcase Finally deciding enough was enough Then one day dad comes home And then he realized that his daughter has left He calls the police to come over And hopefully help him retrace her steps like… Chorus [DL / Amy / Lei-an] Now she running from the cops [What she running from?] She running from her pops [What she running from?] She running from her ex-boyfriend [What she running from?] she running from everything [I’m running from everything / (Lei-an simultaneously)] Verse Two [DL] Yo, she out in the big wide world With not much money and not much to do With no real place to call home She’s turning her back on the life that she knew But she got her mind made up and with that said no one was gonna’ spoil it Spends her first night in a Motel Very next morning looking for employment [Oh my days] but no one’s hiring Not even a small job cleaning a window Hardship really hits home Cos it was never really gonna’ be that simple A whole 7 days go by With so much walking her shoes give her blisters So she sits down on a park bench Feeling the guilt of leaving her sister Knowing what her dad was like And acknowledging her step mum did the same She didn’t want her sister to grow up feeling neglected And pointing the blame She made a decision right then To do the right thing and make that call Her dad didn’t ask where was As long as she safe come all that’s all Chorus [DL / Amy / Lei-an] She was running from the cops [What she running from?] She was running from her pops [What she running from?] She was running from her ex-boyfriend [What she running from?] she running from everything [I’m running from everything / (Lei-an simultaneously)] Outro [DL] But now she runs and she runs, now she runs back home And she runs and she runs, suddenly she runs back home [repeats] (Simultaneously) [Lei-an] But now I run and I run, and I run back home And I run and I run, suddenly I’m running back home [repeats]
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Intro [DL] Yo, Yo, yo Yo, yo, yo Verse One [DL] Uh, they call me the hardest working man ever Probably because I like to endeavour Cos I won’t finish if time don’t finish The beat still playing? My rhyme won’t finish Recorded nine albums in three years With no candles blown out with three cheers Cos hard work ain’t no party I ain’t beat-les like Paul McCartney I’m so sleepless just like a zombie But no weakness in my way to stop me I see a lot of young cats chilling Gun to the clock we call it time killing Talking I’m on the grind shit But really wanna take all my shit Plus they wanna criticise my way They got to be high like Friday Cos this my life no hobby I know I can’t please everybody And some folks way to snotty but I’m J.R. they Bobby So I’mma just do what I do Worldwide Underground like Badu So I won’t lose no face And my parents brought me to this place so I can get mine Chorus [Amy] So I can get mine and you get yours Verse Two [DL] I spend a lot of time on my own Which means that I spend a lot of time on the phone I spend a lot of time in the lab So I spend a lot of time with my pen and my pad I write till my fingers hurting So don’t judge if you never been that person So let my pain be my pain And let my gain be my gain I got nothing to loose So I keep going even when I’m not in the mood Even if I probably loose I stand tall I ain’t one of these dudes Who give up on the first hurdle My Pops raised me like a Ninja Turtle I can’t be no cry baby So Mike let’s go get that Mercedes! And cruise around in the city No doubt, no regret no pity Top boys on the committee With top girls looking so pretty Living my life like a movie Having a great time nothing moody And I won’t lose no face And my parents brought me to this place so I can get mine [damn right] Chorus [Amy] So I can get mine and you get yours Speech [DL] Yeah, for real, right first of all I wanna apologize if I sound a bit bunged up, like, I… I caught a cold on the back end of recording this but urm, you know, I’m just gonna talk you out, urm, I just wanna say like, this, this song and this album is primarily just about going for your really… ya na’ mean? Like I’ve always been taught, to not let anything get in your way, no resistance, no hurdles, no obstacles, ya na’ mean? I mean I guess you’re always gonna face all that stuff in life but it’s still important to know that you can overcome, ya na’ mean? Like hardship and adversity and all of that… you know a lot of people talk about trying to make it like when they, they can’t even make a roll up! Do ya’ know what I’m saying? It’s like you got to get that discipline, that balance, that purpose and perspective and just do like what… What Amy’s saying basically… Outro Chorus [Amy] Yeah I can get mine and you get yours Yay-eee I can get mine and you get yours
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Chorus [Amy / DL] [She sits home and dreams] Dreaming of the man in her life She thinking he is doing her right [He’s not all he seems] His true colours won’t come through I think that she ignoring them too [Now she won’t be happy] Girl this ain’t no price to pay So I don’t understand why you stay cos… [It’s false security but she will be waiting] Verse One [DL] She sitting home dreaming bout a man who no good And everybody tells her but she misunderstood I guess that you could say that she was blinded by love Cos if you knew the things that she was tolerant of You probably be thinking that she sick in head The way he got her tripping cos he got her misled He got her suffocating like she holding her breath I told her she should kill it but she loves him to death It’s like the way that he be treating her was never best He had her slumming in his village like she run with the S But he ain't what he seems on real yo he’s not She thinks that he’s diamond not a rock at the top And plus he got her thinking that he loves her to bits But never says the reason why he never commits String dangling with her heart is not cool Cos he is not golden but she playing the fool [fool, fool, fool] Chorus [Amy / Pyrelli] [She sits home and dreams] Dreaming of the man in her life She thinking that he doing her right [He’s not all he seems] His true colours won’t come true I think that she ignoring them too [Now she won’t be happy] Girl this ain’t no price to pay So I don’t understand why you stay cos… [It’s false security but she will be waiting] Verse Two [Pyrelli] Yo D, she came to see me last night in the pouring rain With nothing but tears of pain rolling down her face All I could do was cuddle her frame and kiss her cheek And place her distressed head over my heartbeat On her wonderfully toned skin she wearing bruises Blaming herself for falling in love with a loser I don’t know what to do bruv! I can’t repeat the things on this track that she said he’d do to her The way she’d say it like it’s nothing, it ain’t new to her Steady defending him like it ain’t him abusing her She’s so beautiful, I asked God I wondered what the reason is she have to go through this ting’ at all? I pray you give her joy forevermore And the strength to overcome a love so un-pure I felt compelled to write for her cos I adore her But only time will tell cos it’s the master, there’s no other cure that’s why… Chorus [Amy / DL] Verse Three [DL] She waiting for the day when he gets her a ring And tells her he’s prepared to give her everything But the clock keeps ticking and the hours go by And she infatuated but she scared to ask why Thinking she will lose him if she tries to provoke Cos she don’t see no reason to be rocking the boat Wrapped around his finger is her whole wide world A golden boy for a foolish girl [Pyrelli] Never had relations with her, used to carry feelings for her But I kept em’ on the low cos I’m a dog when we out on tour It weren’t fair having you placed in that situation Now every year, more and more you disintegrating Breaking down your spirit of your mind he got control Now you looking twice your age like you’re sixty years old Babe, you really need to let this dude go And stop acting like this fools gold… but until then… Chorus [Amy / Pyrelli]
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[DL] “I guess we’re gonna draw the curtain now, the end of the journey… Back To Rap… Funky DL samples Amy Winehouse’s Back To Black… I just wanna at this time, I wanna big up everyone who came through... all the artists and the features, like my family man… Big up to like Dukus, Dukus Alemay, big up Sus, big up Pyrelli, Ricko Capito, K9, Lei-an, Addictive, MCD… MCD was the one who gave me the idea for this initially so big up MCD, also big up Parris, big time video director doing it big in New York, goreela.com DJ Stixx and the UK’s number one hip-hop DJ, DJ 279, shout out’s to DJ Kofi, can’t forget Klashnekoff, and my cousin Mike a.k.a. Myers… Yo you can check out the urm? The bundle download, like there’s other folders in there where you can see more about all the artists who came through on this, I just wanna thank them again ya’ na’ mean? It’s been a real good experience, real big experience ya’ na’ mean? Don’t forget to cop the brand new Funky DL album... entitled... “A Classic Example of a…” It’s out in July 2010, summertime, timeless… check out all the Funky DL albums on iTunes, funkydl.com Sending this one out to all Funky DL fans and all Amy Winehouse fans and I guess with all that said and done…there’s only one more thing I can really say… Big up Amy Winehouse. Outro [Amy] He left no time to regret, kept his dick wet, with his same old [fade]

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As a celebration and tribute of the remarkably incredible music made by the now departed "Amy Winehouse".. we most humbly present to you again... The originally released [June 2010] album entitled

"Back To Rap" ...

Funky DL samples Amy Winehouse ..
Volume Two


Funky DL returned to the studio for the second time in April of 2010 to record what was to become “Back To Rap”, the sequel to the “Back To Frank” album which originally sampled Amy Winehouse’s debut “Frank” album but this time around creatively playing with Amy’s sophomore album “Back To Black”.

May Amy rest in eternal peace...

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released June 12, 2010

Re-produced by Funky DL for Washington Classics 2010

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Funky DL is regarded as one of the most legendary and significant MC's and Producers to come out of the UK. Now globally known for delivering albums with both musical and lyrical finesse...

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