Lyrics:

''Dead On It''Fellas, seems like (Yeah)Seems like everybody tried to count us outI admit we wasn''t as funky as we used to be but we was trying harderWe was thinking about Mozart, Beethoven, Schubert, Tchaikovsky, BrahmsBut maybe shoulda had a little bit more BrownAnd maybe this time they''ll know where we''re coming from''Cause we had to come back and teach the newcomers somethingCharles, Sweet Charles from Nashville, Johnny CashvilleI can tell you don''t know Charley PrideDo you know him? (Yeah, I know him)Oh, you do know him, alrightI''m not gonna name all these North Carolina boys, Georgia fellas''Cause I''d have to start with myselfBut you know what? We got a lotta veterans up now, Brother Maceo, Sinclair, Jimmy NolanBut I''m not gonna forget Jimmy ParkerNow, when we''re finished with this session, they''ll know where the funk come fromEvery time I look, I hear the radio, I hear The J.B.''s or a little James BrownCat even say ''Good God''That''s alright, I don''t careThey don''t ever give me no royalties, and when they get on the different showsThey say, ''Yeah, I put it all together by myself''They''ll say ''James Brown,'' that''s all they got to ask and everything would be alrightBut that''s alright, I''ll take thatYeah, ''cause I''m sayin'' it loudBut we gon'' get on down ''cause reality don''t ever lie''Cause I got backup and kick just enoughNow, when I kick it off, Jab'', it seems like we got to re-Seems like we got to continue, show ''em that we, how can I say thatThat we''re still hungryHit it, JabYeah, Lord, uhY''all must be happyGet down!Huh, we home nowFunky DGreasy DNasty DDirty D (Funky D)The alley D (Get down D)Moonshine D (Funky D)Stankin'' D (Cornbread D)Funky D (Hometown D)The Georgia D (...D)Florida D, ha (...D)Carolina D (Mississippi D)I mean North Carolina D (South Carolina D)Haha...I mean Mobile D (Boston D)Uh, ha, LordSho'' is good, ain''t it?OW!Maceo! Maceo!If you had to play right here, what would you play?Cool it, CheeseWait a minuteCat sound good you can''t get him to slow downI''m going over to the clavinetOh, I got to play some clavinetI got to play some clavinetExcuse me, Charlie, while I blowMaceo!Maceo, I''ma give myself a big round of applause then I''ma get back to youThank youYeah, I''m going to the synthesizer before I''m throughNow, I wanna get down again then I''m going to FredI mean, can I get up, ''cause we done got downGet up (Get up), get up (Get on up)Get up (Get on up), Get up (Get on up)Get upFred, we''re cool in this thing ''cause you get down reallyI think you''re ready to get downFellas, play easyDoin'' the doWait a minute, FredNow, what if, what if we just play one more little horn riff right down, real low...