Funkoars members are Mr Trials (Producer/MC), Uncle Sesta (Producer/MC), Sketchy Hons (MC) and DJ Reflux (DJ)
Funkoars were founded on the unique personalities of four individuals. These larger than life musicians were drawn to each other not just from a love of music, but their light hearted and jovial outlook on life.
It’s these personalities coupled with their prodigious talent that has brought Funkoars their success. The energetic and humorous nature of their lyrics is not something that can be emulated. While they may sometimes walk the thin line between disgusting and ludicrous, it's been this cutting edge mix that has brought their music so much attention.
The Oars’ achievements extend beyond their works as group. Trials is also a prolific producer, having crafted tracks for the likes of Hilltop Hoods, Cross Bred Mongrels, Vents and most recently Drapht‘s album Brothers Grimm. Both Vents and Drapht have had massive success with their respective Trials produced singles, 'Love Song' and 'Jimmy Recard', added to high rotation on Triple J.
Now one of the country's most sought after producers, Trials has his plate full for the immediate future with a new Vents album on the books and a side gig as a dispenser of no-nonsense advice in rhyme form in his regular column for Ralph magazine.
Not happy to rest on their past achievements or be pigeonholed by critics for their inimitable style, the Oars have evolved yet again and will bring a brand new sound to the table. The Hangover is poised to be the most talked about hip hop album from Australia in 2008, hands down.
And Now For Something Completely Different...
Funkoars Lyrics
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Hey!, Fuck you we crush crews the oar way
I'm, Sicker then using period blood for war paint
Fans rush the stage, Then half these ladies
Got fucked, Got dressed, And left with bastard babies (Dada)
These days, I never chase women.
'Cause that's like playing rock paper sisscors, Limbless.
I treat a rapper like a habbit, Both easy to break.
I say, take one look, Your dealing with a heavy weight
Suffas got a bed, But I gotta bitch in every state.
Strap the latex, I'm the pin prick between safe sex
And having to take and aids test.
I can say CDub is holding them back.
The only thing holding them back is being overly whack
Hey!, Messing with the oars of funk
You get get crushed like you gave big pun the top bunk
So shut the fuck up, Funkoars pound the stage until the floor breaks
So get the fuck out, We drink the rum until its out them barrels
So what the fucks up, To my crew in the front row, We ain't never gunna fall off
Fuck no!, Fuck no!, Fuck no!, Fuck no!, Fuck no!, Fuck that!
I'm coming in anononomously, I'm an monogamysy
Get off the top and their leaving with their novelty
Honestly, Go no property
That's a problem for someone dumb enough watch ya company
Fucking me don't mean loving me, Fuck it!
I don't want no bun in the oven so face fuck em
Say she love it, But she makes her weight to the bucket
Chuck it, and I ain't the greatest or nothing
But she's on her fucking knees like she's praying or something.
Ain't in the door, rushing gatecrashing the floor
It's nothing but oars and their mates and they may take it all
Praise the lord, For the drunks and the town drunks
With the town slut, Doing the in and out when they found us
Or see me kicking it drinking with village idiots
Screaming their innocent while spewing up bile into em.
Or getting violent and swinging nine irons
At bystanders and fans at random on the land so
Shut the fuck up, Funkoars pound the stage until the floor breaks
So get the fuck out, We drink the rum until its out them barrels
So what the fucks up, To my crew in the front row, We ain't never gunna fall off
Fuck no!, Fuck no!, Fuck no!, Fuck no!, Fuck no!, Fuck that!
Check it out, Now I'mma tell you what the oars about
We About to milk this scene dry and take the carcass to the slaughter house
Shit you ain't thought about the crew cats talk about
On stage in your city until the mic cords start shorting out
Turn the heat up, Semi x turn the beat up
Flux fresh on the scratch like a car that's just been keyed up
And you need more than luck if your ripping honz
The punch lines that I deliver hit harder then Whitney was
Work a shitty job, 5 days and 50 bob
And after debt collectors I got just enough to get written off
My crew the dirtiest Funkoars you heard of us
Second album down, By now you know our purpose is
To take this scene over, Who the fucks going to stop us
When half the cats that enter battles these days are fucking soft cocks
We get you open like a fresh beer
So ahead of our time, we the number one crew of next year
So shut the fuck up, Funkoars pound the stage until the floor breaks
So get the fuck out, We drink the rum until its out them barrels
So what the fucks up, To my crew in the front row, We ain't never gunna fall off
Fuck no!, Fuck no!, Fuck no!, Fuck no!, Fuck no!, Fuck that!
The opening line "And now for something completely different" sets the tone for the rest of the song as it is a nod to Monty Python's signature catchphrase. The lyrics are full of vulgar, crass and explicit language, which can seem vulgar on the surface, but when interpreted from a deeper perspective, it is an expression of defiance against the constraints of societal norms. This song serves as a celebration of individualism and nonconformity.
The verses are an assertion of the group's dominance in the rap game. The Funkoars boast of their proficiency in crushing other crews and diminishing their opponents verbally. The song's central idea is that they are unbeatable and unstoppable. The lyricist expresses his pursuit of money and status through his music and has no place for love or relationships, which only complicate things. The Funkoars are about delivering raw, uncut music for their fans.
Line by Line Meaning
Hey!, Fuck you we crush crews the oar way
We are confident in our abilities and will crush any competition using our unique style.
I'm, Sicker then using period blood for war paint
I am extremely ill or unwell and should not be underestimated.
Fans rush the stage, Then half these ladies
Our music attracts many fans, including women who may engage in sexual activity with us.
Got fucked, Got dressed, And left with bastard babies (Dada)
These women engage in casual sex with us, get dressed and leave with our unplanned offspring.
These days, I never chase women.
I do not waste my time pursuing women and would rather focus on my music and success.
'Cause that's like playing rock paper sisscors, Limbless.
Chasing women is a pointless and futile endeavor that will lead to failure.
No use, And that's an easy mistake.
It is a mistake to waste time chasing women because it is a futile endeavour.
I treat a rapper like a habit, Both easy to break.
I view competing rappers as a habit or addiction, and easily defeat them in battles.
I say, take one look, Your dealing with a heavy weight
I am someone to be reckoned with and should not be underestimated.
Suffas got a bed, But I gotta bitch in every state.
I am highly sexually active and have sexual partners across the country.
Strap the latex, I'm the pin prick between safe sex
I practice safe sex by using condoms, but I am still a risk to others due to my high level of sexual activity.
And having to take and aids test.
Due to my risky sexual behavior, I am at risk of contracting HIV and should be tested regularly.
I can say CDub is holding them back.
I believe that someone named CDub is preventing others from succeeding or reaching their full potential.
The only thing holding them back is being overly whack
The only thing preventing others from success is their own lack of talent or poor performance.
Hey!, Messing with the oars of funk
Messing with us, the Funkoars, is not advisable.
You get get crushed like you gave big pun the top bunk
If you challenge us, you will be defeated like someone who picked a fight with the late rapper, Big Pun.
We About to milk this scene dry and take the carcass to the slaughter house
We plan to dominate the music industry and exploit it for all it's worth, leaving nothing behind.
Shit you ain't thought about the crew cats talk about
Our crew discusses topics that are not commonly discussed in the music industry.
On stage in your city until the mic cords start shorting out
We will perform on stage in your city until the equipment is no longer functional, proving our dedication.
Turn the heat up, Semi x turn the beat up
We will raise the energy level of our performance and have our DJ prepare a more intense beat.
Flux fresh on the scratch like a car that's just been keyed up
Our DJ, Flux, will scratch the records in a fresh and exciting way, like a car that has just been keyed with a new design.
And you need more than luck if your ripping honz
If you attempt to compete with us and are unsuccessful, it will take more than luck to recover.
The punch lines that I deliver hit harder then Whitney was
My lyrics and punchlines are powerful and impactful, even more so than when Whitney Houston was at the height of her career.
My crew the dirtiest Funkoars you heard of us
Our crew, the Funkoars, is known for being unclean or vulgar in our music and behavior.
Second album down, By now you know our purpose is
With our second album released, it is clear that our purpose is to dominate the music industry and push boundaries with our music.
We get you open like a fresh beer
Our music and performance will intoxicate and excite you, like a newly opened beer.
So ahead of our time, we the number one crew of next year
Our music and style is so innovative and boundary-pushing that we are already the top crew of the next year, before it even arrives.
So shut the fuck up, Funkoars pound the stage until the floor breaks
Our performance is loud, energetic, and powerful, capable of damaging the venue itself.
So get the fuck out, We drink the rum until its out them barrels
Our partying and celebration will continue until all resources are exhausted.
So what the fucks up, To my crew in the front row, We ain't never gunna fall off
We are dedicated to our music and our fans, and will never lose our drive or passion for our craft.
Fuck no!, Fuck no!, Fuck no!, Fuck no!, Fuck no!, Fuck that!
We will not accept failure or defeat under any circumstances, and will persevere no matter the obstacles.
Lyrics © Sony/ATV Music Publishing LLC
Written by: ADAM BAKER, DANIEL RANKINE, DANIEL MARK YATES, MATTHEW HONSON
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