Martial Law-George Clinton

[00:00.00]Martial Law [00:09.00]And the flag was still there [00:14.00]Waving on while we dance... [00:20.00]Boosting the bass volume to a deaf range [00:23.00]Crackin' a bottle of champagne [00:25.00]They exchanged lyrical gratifications verbalized in the form of a toast [00:28.60]It's gonna take Martial Law [00:32.80]Curfew ain't gonna get it [00:33.00]It's gonna take Martial Law [00:36.00]We're used to funkin' after hours [00:38.00]It's gonna take Martial Law [00:41.00]Curfew ain't gonna get it [00:43.00]It's gonna take Martial Law [00:46.00]We're used to funkin' after hours [00:47.80]Funk is dead is what they said [00:49.00]While sittin' 'round cheatin' at pool—smooth [00:52.00]Bags baggin' and they weren't braggin' [00:54.50]To tell the truth they were lookin' real cool [00:57.00]They were choked up tight in their white on white [00:58.00]Cocoa brown fronts were down [01:00.00]They wore candy striped ties hangin' down to their flies [01:04.00]Sported gold dust crowns [01:06.00]....... [01:24.00]Before I shrivel up and die [01:26.00]Let me tell you a little story 'bout the FBI [01:28.00]The CIA, LAPD of the USA [01:33.00]Ask 'em why I list 'em [01:35.00]Talkin' 'bout that system [01:37.00]Let us take a look and see what's up today [01:42.00]They're takin' away the rights from the people, that's wrong [01:44.00]What did King say "Can't we get along?" [01:47.00]Beat down by the man whose check he paid [01:50.00]Stacey Koons was just a drop [01:53.30]In the bucket full of wicked cops [01:56.00]No fire hose could wash that blood away [02:18.00]It was the fifteenth frame of a straight pool game and they all stood diggin' the play [02:22.00]With an idle shrug they suddenly dug a strange cat movin' their way [02:27.00]He was a medium built cat with a funny type hat [02:30.00]Looked about five years old he wore a messed up shit [02:32.60]He needed a shine, he shivered as if he was cold [02:36.00]Ah, but to all the other guys, they summized [02:39.00]The dude was a motherfunkin' flunky [02:40.60]But the well-trained eyes of how the mother ship flies [02:43.00]You could tell the sucker was funky [02:45.00]Homeboy grinned as the dude moved in [02:48.00]Askin' had they seen the doc [02:50.00]They said they hadn't seen him but heard he was fiendin' [02:52.00]He had went to the studio to cop [02:54.00]Ah, but if you got eyes coppin' size I can cop the P I'm in the flow [02:58.40]LP's, CD's, cassettes and 8-tracks all good to go [03:03.00]But you got to post bail, my man's wholesale, [03:06.00]He's the only connect I know [03:08.00]Flash me some bread the brother said [03:10.00]Freeze here while I go score [03:12.00]Well I got the bread but I'm leary, he said [03:15.00]I'm playin' with the big band you know [03:17.20]Homey had plans to burn the man, to take his money and blow [03:21.00]But then he hesitated, ah cuz he had underestimated [03:26.00]Now he's got to do the real show [03:29.00]He said I can cop a piece on a small time lease [03:31.30]You don't have to put up no ends, find you a stump to fit your rump [03:35.70]I'll sure back in ten [03:37.00]Ah, but as the brother stepped off up crept another brother [03:40.60]Yo grab yourself a stick [03:43.00]Said the little man I'm not a throw off worse yet I'm a show-off [03:45.00]As he chalked and broke the shit with his dick [03:47.30]Runnin' the three the five the seven and twelve [03:50.00]Blood said yo mama and the fifteen fell [03:52.00]With combinations of English and bankin' [03:53.50]He cued up to break rack three [03:56.00]Yo, lookin' over his bridge past the ball to the figure near the wall [04:00.00]Strokin' his stick, sayin' hold my thing while I go P [04:03.00]It's gonna take Martial Law [04:06.00]Curfew ain't gonna get it [04:08.00]It's gonna take Martial Law [04:11.00]We're used to funkin' after hours (repeat) [04:13.00]It's gonna take Martial Law [04:15.00]Curfew ain't gonna get it [04:17.00]It's gonna take Martial Law [04:19.00]We're used to funkin' after hours [04:22.00]Taking the cue from the man in view [04:24.00]He followed him into out of sight [04:26.00]Where upon he paused or rather he stopped [04:29.00]Pressin' the rewind then play on the beat box [04:31.00]The funk was a phony, a fake and a fraud, bootleg copies to boot [04:35.00]Not funk with a P on it but funk with a 3 on it [04:38.00]Now comes the time to salute [04:40.50]He says here's to beggin' duplicatin' and bootleggin' [04:42.00]Here's to the funk on which I'm high [04:45.00]The man made a pass, flashed a gold colored badge and said here's to I'm the FBI [04:49.30]Homeboy grinned as he said my friend [04:51.70]You want to make an example out of me [04:53.00]Cuz I stole a little funk and I sold a little bunk funk [04:56.40]Some pervert rapes your daughter and goes free [04:59.00]The man said with a grin, that's not why you lose and I win [05:03.00]If you're gonna steal the funk steal the motherfunkin' P! [05:06.00]........ [05:26.30]It's gonna take Martial Law [05:28.00]Curfew ain't gonna get it [05:30.00]It's gonna take Martial Law [05:32.30]We're used to funkin' after hours [05:35.00].........