歌詞

Sharp suit swingin’ on a midnight frame

Cold sweat drip but it feel like flame

Streetlamp blink in a funky Morse

Whole block lean when the beat take course

Backroom hum with a busted grin

Handclap pop let the trouble in

DJ sweat on a simple command

Drop it right—now the floor understand

Hold it there, let it crack then freeze

Don’t move fast—let it talk with ease

Leave that space, let the people shout

Pull it back, pull it back—now shout!

Hold it there, shoulder dip and snap

One beat late but it still slap back

Side to side with a mean little grin

Rock it hard, rock it hard—dig in!

Heel hit sharp on the two and four

Snare talk slick like it know the score

Eyes say “go” but the feet say “wait,”

That’s the funk right there—don’t hesitate

No big shine, no velvet rope

Just a raw-ass groove and a mic on hope

Low-end bark with a dirty smile

Make the whole damn room sit still a while

Hold it there, let it sweat and sting

Every little pause make the ceiling ring

Lock that beat, don’t smooth it out

Pull it back, pull it back—now shout!

Hold it there, bodies jump off time

Wrong-foot step but it feel just fine

Front row lean to the back room cry

Rock it rough, rock it rough—my my!

No sweet talk, no pretty lie

Same old riff but it cut you dry

Trust that dirt, let it hit that bone

That’s the funk when it stand alone

Hold it there, don’t chase that drum

Let it fall where it wanna come

Every stop make the people scream

Hold it there, hold it there—mean!

Hold it there, raw and loud

One-note truth make a funky crowd

No excuse, no alibi

Just the groove walkin’ by

Hold it there, hear the bass say “yeah,”

Walls shake loose when the band don’t care

Time fold up in a sideways slide

One more hit for the funky side

Hold it there till the lights go blind

Last beat hang in the back of your mind

No farewell, no last display

Just that funk that refuse to fade

Guitar bark—ha!

Drums talk back—uh!

Pocket deep…

Stay right there