Slapzilla!

Ariel + sleep deprivation + too many old funk records = poems about Bootsy Collins (!).

Slap - 

Pop - 

Snap it into lockdown:

Get down

                 Lay down

Track it where it’s going down.

Hit it up

              Heat it up

Spit it out

                 Beat it up

Kick it out

                  Cut it out

Try it on, don’t wear it out.

 

One, two, three, four,

Kick it up one more - 

Five, six, seven, eight,

Snap it like it’s running late.

Bring it up to nine (nine),

Pay it like a fine (fine);

Hold it down and call it Zen.

When you get to ten (ten),

Slap it!

 

Reviews

[ScaryTrees]

o yeah
sweet beat on this here piece
for some reason i kept thinking of that elvis costello song...
nice

[Robin]

funk-i-delic fun , who could sleep with this going on ?!

[OT]

haha *snapping fingers* oh you got the beat here! don't fight the sleep when it produces rhythms like this - this beat's alive!! ha nice!

[NoneOfYourBusiness akaK..]

my soul is doing a fierce double dutch hum to this treasure!!!~

[Aidz]

Fellin this one as a bass player..... feel it slide into the groove