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    MAGRITTE (Rene), son of man 1964 - GUTS, man funk

    MAGRITTE (Rene), son of man 1964 - GUTS, man funk
    René MAGRITTE - son of man 1964 () René MAGRITTE - son of man 1964 ()

    René MAGRITTE - son of man 1964
    Magritte l’a peint comme un autoportrait. Le visage est en grande partie masqué par une pomme verte en vol stationnaire. Cependant, les yeux de l’homme peuvent être vus furtivement par-dessus le bord de la pomme. Une autre caractéristique subtile est que le bras gauche de l’homme semble se plier vers l’arrière au niveau du coude. À propos du tableau, Magritte a déclaré : Tout ce que nous voyons cache autre chose, nous voulons toujours voir ce qui est caché par ce que nous voyons.

    Illustration musicale: GUTS - man funk
    Man Funk is a protest song about the need for rebellion (looting & burning) against systematic oppression.

    Updated all my stats, my breath smellin' like similac
    Can tell by our friendly chat, you're up for the milky wax
    These notes will ignite you, my chest hair will entice you
    Before the night is done, we'll have lots of fun

    That bouncy way you strut, you sniffed me out the cut
    I know you want my stuff, cause my funk is real enough
    Sex Panther on the chase, that scent you wanna taste
    Pheromones all over the place, got you hot, look at ya face

    Know what your wearin' tonight and what it means, ya know all the nasty thangs it's to bring
    Peripherally hittin' me with the mind games, subliminally lettin' me know that we can play
    Got good sense to know the dough's ya God, You'll let me on the field and take the yard
    Take this money and buy you, gonna make this money and rob you

    Man Funk And you know that you value it, girl
    Man Funk And you know that you value my
    Man Funk The kind of funk that never stops, it's my
    Man Funk It'll funk you 'til the cradle rocks, it's my
    Man Funk It'll let you know what sex you are, girl it's my
    Man Funk

    It'll take you right up to the stars
    Updated all my stats, my breath smellin' like similac
    Can tell by our friendly chat, you're up for the milky wax
    These notes will ignite you, my chest hair will entice you
    Before the night is done, we'll have lots of fun

    What you know about that funk?
    What you know about that funk?
    What you know about that funk?
    What you know about that funk?