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This is Dr.
With a phone call to funky fuckers

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

Yo, it's all in the mind and I'm high and I it for the do or die
Or 2 or 1 area leavin' shit 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 tuned in, then it

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

Boogie to boogie to band, boogie 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 it's mixed that same funky sticky stuff I roll splifs with
I shot the on the terris
And I kick the like these to have more off days than Ferris
Just wrote these up in the studio
Brothers can't 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

Someone's knockin' at my
Yo Johnny Gill, I need the floor
So I can get busy I [Incomprehensible], remember?
And if you don't call Jackson and don' be afraid to ask him
Erick Sermon got mad tunes, no 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 Tony
I tear the shreds out of like stadiums when they's packed in
Back up boy, you with the rude boy, yes, I told ya
I rock leather jacks with sweatpants, one leg rolled up
up! This is a stick up, I bust spark the ism
[Incomprehensible] like a bizcut, 1 and 2 get lift up

E got the funk and Red got the funk, pop the
I got blocks of funk to 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 dental floss

out

20, I know, but let me your 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,

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