D'Angelo — Chicken Grease Live

[Verse 1] Let me tell you 'bout the— Let me tell you 'bout the chicken grease Stuffs and things to make the people get out ya seat Everybody, it's cool if you wanna clap your hands and stomp your feet Come on down to the front where you can feel the beat (DJ Scratch) From the left to right, to the back, the middle, and the front Don't be uptight, shake it off, and do what you want Pump it in the club and get a little bit a rub-a-dub, uh, uh I know you know me 'cause I'm funky 'Cause I just wanna show you some love, uh, uh Went to my brother's on thе avenue, uh (Chicken grеase) Went to my sister's in the streets, uh (Chicken grease) [Verse 2] To get to the other side Y'all cross the road, cross the road But not the kid, see I'm like that old bucket of Crisco That's sitting on top of the stove Simmer, simmer to a sizzle like the days of old But I'll wait until I've mastered this Let the others go first so the brothers won't miss Fried 'til we're burned and crisp Say we be cooking so the funksters can raise their fist like this (Oh) Now you know how it's going down Start at your neck, then through your back then it works its way down to your feet (Like that, baby) So unique, come on everybody, let's dance to the beat [Bridge] I just wanna put you down (Yeah) I just want you all to get down (Yeah) Everybody come lay down to the chicken grease (DJ Scratch, what up?) If you wanna come on down to the front Baby, yo, it's cool Everybody there faking the funk, I'ma put you in school, uh Take a lesson from the blessing The blessing, the adolescent, the man (Oh) I got the music and the instruments and use 'em as my weapons at hand Everybody on the floor, yeah, if you listen to me, yeah, come on Clap your hands and just stomp your feet I, I just wanna put you down (Yeah) I just want you all to get down (Yeah) Everybody come get down to the chicken grease (Yeah) [Chorus] Everybody come get down to the chicken grease Southside, where you at? (Scratch, give it to 'em)