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This is Dr.
a phone call to y'all funky fuckers

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

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

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

Breaker 1-9, 1-9 representin' today
Hey, Sermon's on the way, Dre gave me a ride
So I Gangsta while DRS will put the smoke up in my chest
And if you understand me, then escape and it
While the gets wicked with your brain twisted
It's going down, going way down
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 thicker than Bis quick
If mixed with 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 Ferris
Just wrote these up in the studio
can't tell and sisters couldn't 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 whole
So I can get 'cause I [Incomprehensible], remember?
And if you don't call Michael Jackson and don' be to ask him
Sermon got mad tunes, no matter what they say
I got props than Richard Bay
The mind bogglin' the hardcore followin'
So up 'cause I don't give a fuck

I'll make you with Tony Braxton
I tear the shreds out of jams like when they's packed in
Back up boy, you messin' with the rude boy, yes, I ya
I leather jacks with Tim's sweatpants, one leg rolled up
Hold up! This is a stick up, I bust the ism
like a bizcut, 1 and 2 skirts get lift up

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

out

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

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