Music Video

Featured In

Credits

PERFORMING ARTISTS
Common
Common
Vocals
Bilal
Bilal
Background Vocals
Jill Scott
Jill Scott
Background Vocals
James Poyser
James Poyser
Vocoder
COMPOSITION & LYRICS
James Poyser
James Poyser
Songwriter
James Dewitt Yancey
James Dewitt Yancey
Songwriter
Bilal Oliver
Bilal Oliver
Songwriter
PRODUCTION & ENGINEERING
James Poyser
James Poyser
Producer
Jay Dee
Jay Dee
Producer
Bob Power
Bob Power
Mixing Engineer
Common
Common
Co-Executive Producer
Dave Dar
Dave Dar
Assistant Recording Engineer
Derek Dudley
Derek Dudley
Co-Executive Producer
Dylan Koski-Budabin
Dylan Koski-Budabin
Assistant Recording Engineer
Joe Pirrera
Joe Pirrera
Recording Engineer
Mike Tocci
Mike Tocci
Assistant Mixing Engineer
Questlove
Questlove
Executive Producer
Todd Fairall
Todd Fairall
Recording Engineer
Tom Coyne
Tom Coyne
Mastering Engineer

Lyrics

[Intro]
Yeah, y'all, this is DJ Com
We gonna, uh
Y-y-y-yo, yo, yo, yo, y-yo, and then a
Yo, yo, yo, yo, y-yo, we gonna
Yo, yo, yo, yo, yo
[Chorus]
Alright, okay (Ayo)
Alright (Ayo)
Okay (Ayo)
Alright, okay
Alright, we'll make it funky for you now
Check
[Verse 1]
I'm a child of the, uh, the '87, uh
From the streets, get on a beat and go, uh
I could break it down like whatever you, uh
On some KRS, be here forever type, uh
You, you, you, you know you shouldn't rhyme like, uh
Let them pussy **** get in your mind like, uh
Baby boy, you can do it, take your time, do it
If you get the chance
To be a man in a b-boy stance and advance from the go
I'll trace outer space with a, uh
The babysitter of styles
I've traveled miles with bitches and I've traveled miles with
I've traveled miles with bitches and brew the ritual of the real, uh
You're platinum, but real, uhs don't feel you
You sampled real, uhs and then filtered
I'm built to last, at last I'm free
The Roots and SV be the family tree
SV and the Roots be the family tree
The Roots and SV and the tree is, uh
Come on
[Chorus]
As long as it's funky, alright, okay (Yeah)
As long as it's funky, alright (Relax, relax, and do it)
As long as it's funky, alright, okay
As long as it's funky, funky for you now
[Verse 2]
I style for the, ooh, wild for the, ooh
Baby girl, let's go half on a child for the, ooh
Lick shots, pop, lock, and blaow for the, ooh
Like Rak, I'll move a crowd for the, ooh
You talkin' loud and ain't sayin', ooh
Trickin' paper on an, uh, captain save-a-ooh
I've never been the type of **** to take a broad to the courts
As a shorty, I was always into sports
Now I talk to drums and walk in slums and thoughts that's, ooh
Instinct to hustle, divided by the struggle
Plus a couple of scuffles and up to how I shuffle
Even with the sound muffled, I bust through narrow gates
With king-sized thoughts that's pharaoh shaped
Before I came up, I had to elevate
Let a **** move where he wanna move up to
You don't like how I'm livin'? Well, fuck, ooh
I stuck to what I was on, a star is born on a cusp
Many angels fell to the dust
Leavin' me to trust only in, ooh
Leavin' me to trust, y'all, only in, ooh
Leavin' me to trust in an, uh, uh, ooh, ooh, ooh, ooh
[Chorus]
Yup, as long as it's funky, alright, okay
As long as it's funky, alright
As long as it's funky, alright, okay
As long as it's funky, funky for you now
[PostChorus]
Yeah, yo, check
[Verse 3]
Let your imagination
Dance to the, dance to the, dance to the, hey
Like nobody's watchin in a b-boy stance to the, hey
I'm funky like Africans in France to the, hey
Yo, hey, kick in the bass
You chasin' paper like a bitch in a race
Been on the deck, still ain't picked up the ace
The hundred styles I run with thick in the race
So let's, ooh, yeah, uh-huh, come on
[Chorus]
Yup, as long as it's funky, alright, okay
As long as it's funky, alright (Yeah, yeah, yeah)
As long as it's funky, alright, okay
Long as it's funky, funky for you now
[Chorus]
Long as it's funky, alright, okay
Long as it's funky, alright (Okay)
Long as it's funky, alright, okay
Long as it's funky, funky for you
[Bridge]
Long as it's funky
Long as it's funky
Long as it's funky, alright, okay
[Outro]
Yeah
You know you don't have to worry no more 'cause, yeah
You got my shoulder to cry on
And, baby, yeah
It's gonna be alright, okay
It's gonna be alright, okay
Everything you need
You can just look to me, baby
'Cause I
Okay, yeah, alright
It's gonna be okay, alright
Aw, you don't have to worry
I'll be there, I'll be there
You just look over your shoulder, baby
I wanna be there for you
Gonna be there for you, whoa
Alright, I know
She been eyein'
Yeah, yeah, oh, long as I say
Alright, okay
Oh yeah
Sing it for me
Written by: Bilal Oliver, Dante Smith, James Dewitt Yancey, James Poyser, Lonnie Lynn
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