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Felinephunk (Remastered)
04:01
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Whoo!
Yeh
PoppaRazi
ThaGataNegrra
What you know about it
Let's go let's go let's go let's go let's go
Lemme hit you off with my felinephunk
(Yeh)
Kinda ace ditty that'll rip yer trunk
(Uh-huh)
Get our bounce on get our pounce on
Do that rumpshakin' junk with the phunk
(Let's go)
Lemme hit you off with my felinephunk
(Yeh)
Kinda ace ditty that'll rip yer trunk
(Uh-huh)
Get our bounce on get our pounce on
Do that rumpshakin' junk with the phunk
(Let's go)
Col' rock a party moving body to the bassline
Heed the call in the hall drum kick yer behind
Track terrorize mystify, why ask why
Just getcher groove up as the flow move up
If ya wanna ride keep yer paws inside
Pardon my vicious—take my claws in stride
Waist windin' face findin' someone to getcher step on
Point –that's the joint—ain't you sorry that you slept on
Hit the blue lights get inside the spot
Knee-deep in the cut cuz the groove be hot
Smashing like pumpkins the phunk is, oh really
Be bashing them bumpkins who swear they ain't feel me
Step up on my hot tin roof tonight
Won't be throwin' boots cuz this jam be tight
Original Naughty Kitty in the place to be
You wanna get felinephunky with me
Lemme hit you off with my felinephunk
(Yeh)
Kinda ace ditty that'll rip yer trunk
(Uh-huh)
Get our bounce on get our pounce on
Do that rumpshakin' junk with the phunk
(Let's go)
Lemme hit you off with my felinephunk
(Yeh)
Kinda ace ditty that'll rip yer trunk
(Uh-huh)
Get our bounce on get our pounce on
Do that rumpshakin' junk with the phunk
(Let's go)
Scylla-- Charybdis you can't vibe with this
Rock hard place with the grace of a gymnast
Footwork physics on this ride begun
Step to the place in dark gear and a pierced tongue
Or should I say piercing tongue
Get where I'm coming from?
Hell with order, I'm gonna let chaos run
Rampant, check yer shy at the door cuz yer allowed
Get wild cuz the P be in control now
Take a lounge about we be cule no doubt
Free bein' thee let it all hang out
Workin' all nine tales what I do the best
Curiosity don't kill me, it makes me the strongest
Get tangled up when I spins my yarns
New fangled stuff tend to col' disarm
Guilty of cheekiness in the first degree
You wanna get felinephunky with me
Lemme hit you off with my felinephunk
(Yeh)
Kinda ace ditty that'll rip yer trunk
(Uh-huh)
Get our bounce on get our pounce on
Do that rumpshakin' junk with the phunk
(Let's go)
Lemme hit you off with my felinephunk
(Yeh)
Kinda ace ditty that'll rip yer trunk
(Uh-huh)
Get our bounce on get our pounce on
Do that rumpshakin' junk with the phunk
(Let's go)
Why must you be like that
Quit chasin' cat, betta chase this track
Rock that till you can't rock no more
Howlin' when I'm yowlin'? Hit me with a roar
Jungle cats in kitten mode eventually
You catnip to a grrl like me
Once you caught up you can't break away
Sink verbal claws in my sighted prey
I getsa kick watching yer hips sway
Scuse me gooey if I sound a bit risqué
But hey honesty be my policy I confess
The phunk that you got got me gone more or less
Back to phunky roots with this puss in boots
Comin' atcha runnin' you in hot pursuit
Off the wall lyric be my specialty
You wanna get felinephunky with me
Lemme hit you off with my felinephunk
(Yeh)
Kinda ace ditty that'll rip yer trunk
(Uh-huh)
Get our bounce on get our pounce on
Do that rumpshakin' junk with the phunk
(Let's go)
Lemme hit you off with my felinephunk
(Yeh)
Kinda ace ditty that'll rip yer trunk
(Uh-huh)
Get our bounce on get our pounce on
Do that rumpshakin' junk with the phunk
(Let's go)
Lemme hit you off with my felinephunk
(Yeh)
Kinda ace ditty that'll rip yer trunk
(Uh-huh)
Get our bounce on get our pounce on
Do that rumpshakin' junk with the phunk
(Let's go)
Lemme hit you off with my felinephunk
(Yeh)
Kinda ace ditty that'll rip yer trunk
(Uh-huh)
Get our bounce on get our pounce on
Do that rumpshakin' junk with the phunk
(Let's go)
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Step inside the party
And I'm feelin' naughty
Kitty's out to play
Move aside for me; make way
Got the urge to move my body
Wail to the beat
Got me by the feet
'Scuse me while I rock
Move it back or ya might get shocked
Gotta crave for a local god
He's the one, down with gettin' it done
Looking so delectable
I'm the chyck he wants to pull
Random chyck is throwin'
Hate on me
Cuz she wanna be
With him; but I done caught his eye
Check what I said when I stepped to his side:
She can't shake her hips like I do
And she can't kiss your lips like I do
And I know she ain't workin' this like I do
Boy, you should dance with me
She can't shake her hips like I do
And she can't kiss your lips like I do
And I know she ain't workin' this like I do
Boy, you should dance with me
Grab your pants, time to dance
Random chyck ain't gotta chance
Cuz you and I speak flow
Make that phunky count; let's go
Got the urge to make you want me
Cuz I can do that
Got moves like a cat
Part of why I be GATA
Original rockin' your spot I
Got your eyes my local god
Right on me, where they ought to be
Cuz chyck over there can't hang
Brought her girls but I brought my game
I see you love to play so dirty
Keep so clean, yet still make a scene
I know you won't forget
But I'ma say it again: foxy boy I bet
She can't shake her hips like I do
And she can't kiss your lips like I do
And I know she ain't workin' this like I do
Boy, you should dance with me
She can't shake her hips like I do
And she can't kiss your lips like I do
And I know she ain't workin' this like I do
Boy, you should dance with me
(No she didn't!) 'Course I did
Gypsies get it in ya dig
If you ain't snatching up the kid
Then I'm the one he's leaving with
Think he'd rather go with me anyway
I gotta strong campaign
Like strawberries and cold champagne
Intoxicating; simple, plain
Hips to the left--hot to death
Then to the right; he's mine all night
And watch out if I bounce
Ooh, local god done pounced
Hey gooey, take me back on the floor right now
Leave 'em wonderin' how
You and me became us
It ain't hard; we know it's just because
She can't shake her hips like I do
And she can't kiss your lips like I do
And I know she ain't workin' this like I do
Boy, you should dance with me
She can't shake her hips like I do
And she can't kiss your lips like I do
And I know she ain't workin' this like I do
Boy, you should dance with me
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3. |
I Feel You (Remastered)
04:50
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The way you ride the beat at the club
I feel you
It would be easy falling in love
I feel you
You take control when I'm on the floor
That's whatcha do
And I don't stand around anymore
I feel you
Half past ten and you get on to spin
I'm on the floor again not wanting to say when
Cuz when the beat drops the whole world stops
And starts and stops for you while you assault the 2s
Just can't help myself my tension melts
I feel the need to dance obeying your commands
And I'm like: "Oh, yeh—hit me again
"Oh, yes, hit me again"
You get all in my soul and I feel you taking hold
The way you ride the beat at the club
I feel you
It would be easy falling in love
I feel you
You take control when I'm on the floor
That's whatcha do
And I don't stand around anymore
I feel you
Boy, you send that groove
And I just move
I wish you'd quit the booth so you can feel me, too
Cuz when you spin my joint I'm so on point
You make me feel so free; you work from inside me
The bass just pounds and I just break it down
I see you check me out wondering what I'm about
So make it hurt-- ah, hit me again
God, boy, hit me again
I love you in control
I surrender to the flow
The way you ride the beat at the club
I feel you
It would be easy falling in love
I feel you
You take control when I'm on the floor
That's whatcha do
And I don't stand around anymore
I feel you
Half past twelve and I'm just not myself
I get this way for you and not for no-one else
Cuz when your beat drops my heart just stops
And starts and stops for you when you get on the 2s
You give me more like you're on the floor
It's like you're here with me when my eyes lock with yours
Just
Oh God, hit me again
Ooh, yeh-- hit me again
You make me lose control
Ride the beat and don't let go
The way you ride the beat at the club
I feel you
It would be easy falling in love
I feel you
You take control when I'm on the floor
That's whatcha do
And I don't stand around anymore
I feel you
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Yon, san, ni, ichi
Watashi wa kuro neko desu
Watashi wa kawaii neko desu
Don't get thrown off by the Meowness
Cuz it's GATA City hon
Watashi wa kuro neko desu
Watashi wa kakkoii neko desu
You ask me "what do I make o' this"
And I tell you "nyan-nyan-nyan"
Dropping like a house on a bad grrl's sister
Flooring all yawl with a bit o' tongue twista
Missed her? I'm here coming with full strength
Proving how it hangs can't be judged by the length
Hit strong last long I rox
Curiously like them mints in the box
Can't you tell? Y' ain't seen the likes
Child who compliment and put a dent in mics
Make a woofer bark with the best o' dem
Run roughshod o'er the rest o' dem
Can you take a shot? Yes you can
But be prepped to accept I ain't lesser than
Bad kitty got her own design
Bad kitty gonna change yer mind
About what's bootleg and what's bona fide
Don't just stand there—take the ride
Watashi wa kuro neko desu
Watashi wa kawaii neko desu
Don't get thrown off by the Meowness
Cuz it's GATA City hon
Watashi wa kuro neko desu
Watashi wa kakkoii neko desu
You ask me "what do I make o' this"
And I tell you "nyan-nyan-nyan"
Watashi wa kuro neko desu
Watashi wa kawaii neko desu
Don't get thrown off by the Meowness
Cuz it's GATA City hon
Watashi wa kuro neko desu
Watashi wa kakkoii neko desu
You ask me "what do I make o' this"
And I tell you "nyan-nyan-nyan"
Blowing right through like a wild tornado
Got no time for the ones who hate so
I keep shaking the frame at a depth
Ravaging the cut till there ain't nothing left
Seem strange, deranged I might
Flip your head like ya flip on the light
Walk the ledge and break the rules
Crossing my path is an act for fools
Here in my city we make it hot
All o' my clan can take it hot
Am I the one to fake it—not
I be the blackest cat on block
Gata Mala got her eye on you
Gata Mala gonna rock it true
I'm tha Punk Rhyma ain't none finer
GATA mas fina fresher, cleaner
Watashi wa kuro neko desu
Watashi wa kawaii neko desu
Don't get thrown off by the Meowness
Cuz it's GATA City hon
Watashi wa kuro neko desu
Watashi wa kakkoii neko desu
You ask me "what do I make o' this"
And I tell you "nyan-nyan-nyan"
Watashi wa kuro neko desu
Watashi wa kawaii neko desu
Don't get thrown off by the Meowness
Cuz it's GATA City hon
Watashi wa kuro neko desu
Watashi wa kakkoii neko desu
You ask me "what do I make o' this"
And I tell you "nyan-nyan-nyan"
[PoppaRazi]
Check it out
Konnichiwa sayin' hi to the haters
Then dump ‘em in a crater
They can drown in a sanctum
Before we dump them we would like to thank them
For the inspiration
They inspire us to be great so
No bygones haters get gone bye
Too busy thinkin' bout the shit I'm gon' buy
Past experience is what I'm goin' by
Been broke for so long and now it's gone, bye
Livin' room decked out everything Sony
Who can you call on when everybody phony
Me and Miss Kitty so witty so if we
Gotta problem if any, you know where to come get me
(Where's that?) Gata City I'm a vigilante
IMAX out the flow it's a visual stampede
The jokes on you damn flow need riddlin'
I am that man and she is cat woman man
Watashi wa kuro neko desu
Watashi wa kawaii neko desu
Don't get thrown off by the Meowness
Cuz it's GATA City hon
Watashi wa kuro neko desu
Watashi wa kakkoii neko desu
You ask me "what do I make o' this"
And I tell you "nyan-nyan-nyan"
Watashi wa kuro neko desu
Watashi wa kawaii neko desu
Don't get thrown off by the Meowness
Cuz it's GATA City hon
Watashi wa kuro neko desu
Watashi wa kakkoii neko desu
You ask me "what do I make o' this"
And I tell you "nyan-nyan-nyan"
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5. |
Paperdollz (Remastered)
03:52
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No doubt I’m a grrl that looks kinda strange but
I’m real right here in the game
Where other girls fade I pop off the page
Which is really evident when I prowl ‘cross a stage
And by real I mean I’m standing right here in your face
Down to Third Earth chyck in the place
Give you my all go to the wall
I’ll be the one catching you when you fall
But yer spending less time with me
And more time with zines and your porn movies
Chyck with rack and back out to there
Airbrushed, Photoshopped and some help with her hair
Funny how those chix get away with it
But I put on hair and it’s the opposite
Ink-born pretty young thing make no mistake
It ain’t ‘bout hate but why should I have to wait
And take a back seat to that cookie cutter-ass paperdoll
Big stapled navel-piercing –having paperdoll
Primped, posed like a pretzel paperdoll
Left alone while you sweat some paperdoll
(you wanna get off to her) Don’t wanna get off to me
(you wanna get off to her) Yer gonna get off to me
(you wanna get off to her) You better get off to me
Cuz that chyck ain’t here and ain’t never gonna be
Yer dabbling in digital babes
Pursuing pixels and I’m making waves
Cuz I deserve better than a peck and a shake
Not sure how much more of this I can take
And by that I mean I can’t even try to get dressed
Without running smack into some triple-x
Go have yer fun but I ain’t the one
Keep igging me like this and we’re done
I so get you like fantasy photos
Mainlining those’ll keep you home I suppose
But you spend five minutes with me
And fifty-five with that—how can I compete
Do I have to put on heels and a thong
Before you realize I’m the one who got it going on
I might for you but you prolly won’t notice
Too busy macking 2-D to even focus
And see me dolled up like yer cookie cutter-ass paperdoll
Leather lace in yer face fake paperdoll
Doin’ duty big booty havin’ paperdoll
Won’t choose me over that dang paperdoll
(you wanna get off to her) Don’t wanna get off to me
(you wanna get off to her) Yer gonna get off to me
(you wanna get off to her) You better get off to me
Cuz that chyck ain’t here and ain’t never gonna be
I’ma burn all these magazines
Stomp your DVDs to smithereens
You buy more I’ll just X them too
Or I’ll be forced to make an ex out o’ you
And by that I mean exactly what you think it sounds like
You change, you compromise or take a hike
I came first I refuse to be second
To a celluloid figment fantasy homewrecker
I’m not a good grrl and I won’t pretend to be
But I’m a great grrlfriend that you don’t even see
Got no clue what you want from me
Or why you front with me to put it bluntly
Take a good look at what you might lose
Take a sec to walk a good mile in my shoes
Take it like a man when yer cryin’ the blues
‘Bout a pussycat who went stray and refused
To take a back seat to yer cookie cutter-ass paperdollz
Fake boob-having spread eagled paperdollz
Made up and barely legal paperdollz
Up to me you won’t see no paperdollz
(you wanna get off to her) Don’t wanna get off to me
(you wanna get off to her) Yer gonna get off to me
(you wanna get off to her) You better get off to me
Cuz that chyck ain’t here and ain’t never gonna be
You so obsessed with them paperdollz
(you wanna get off to her) Don’t wanna get off to me
You gon’ get left with them paperdollz
(you wanna get off to her) Don’t wanna get off to me
Go on and keep them paperdollz
(you wanna get off to her) Don’t wanna get off to me
But you can’t sleep with them paperdollz
Cuz that chyck ain’t here and ain’t never gonna be
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ThaGataNegrra Newark, New Jersey
ThaGataNegrra is a genre-bending alternative hip-hop artist.
Dubbed "NJ's real-life Catwoman" by
Indie Flava Magazine, the Newark, NJ native's "full-bottle, in-your-face" "kawaii-hop" sound rocked the second and third seasons of the groundbreaking hit Hulu show "East Los High".
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