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This is Dr.
With a phone call to funky fuckers

guess what the fuck is going on now
Me and Reggie Noble, making funk tunes around the
'Cause time keeps on
And I get the funk from the kitchen, commits to ass whippin'
is no time for me to bust it
So I'm a chill and let Red get a fly poetic justice

Yo, it's all in the mind and I'm and I kick it for the do or die
Or 2 or 1 area code leavin' blown
Funkadelic is the one to bring your preacher out your

When I freak 'em, ooh yes y'all, I got the mad method, can you it?
And if your ear is not tuned in, then it

1-9, breaker 1-9 representin' today
Hey, Erick Sermon's on the way, Dre me a ride
So I Gangsta while DRS will put the smoke up in my chest
And if you understand me, then and kick it
While the E-Double wicked with your brain twisted
It's going down, it's going way
So get the 4 pound and [Incomprehensible] town

Boogie woogie to boogie to band, to that
My rap get mad dap on ass and F if it is be on my ass cap
'Cause my funk rolls than Bis quick
If it's mixed that same funky sticky stuff I roll splifs with
I the sheriff on the terris
And I kick the funk like these to have more off days than
Just wrote raps up in the studio
Brothers can't tell and sisters hear me no, hear me hoe

E got the funk, Red got the
Red got the funk, E got the

E got the funk, Red got the
Red got the funk, E got the

knockin' at my door
Yo Johnny Gill, I need the floor
So I can get 'cause I [Incomprehensible], remember?
And if you don't call Michael Jackson and don' be to ask him
Erick got mad tunes, no matter what they say
I got more props than Bay
The bogglin' with the hardcore followin'
So what's up I don't give a fuck

I'll make you sing with Braxton
I tear the shreds out of jams like stadiums they's packed in
up boy, you messin' with the rude boy, yes, I told ya
I rock jacks with Tim's sweatpants, one leg rolled up
Hold up! This is a up, I bust spark the ism
[Incomprehensible] like a bizcut, 1 and 2 skirts get up

E got the funk and Red got the funk, pop the
I got blocks of to make the victims say, "That's the one!"
Of coarse, I'm funky like fat people have intercourse
Basically, the funk stuck in your teeth so get your floss

out

20, I know, but let me knock teeth out
When I was young, I made my tree into a weed house
And I'm than Nostradamus, when I'm in chronic
And I leave kitty cats meowin' home made bondage
Beeotch, trick, trick,

This is Dr.
Comin' to y'all motherfuckers some more raw shit
Def Squad representatives, Def forever, signin' off