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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, funk tunes around the global
'Cause keeps on slippin'
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, all in the mind and I'm high and I kick it for the do or die
Or 2 or 1 area code shit blown
Funkadelic is the one to bring your preacher out 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 Sermon's on the way, Dre gave me a
So I Lean while DRS will put the smoke up in my chest
And if you understand me, then escape and it
While the E-Double gets wicked with your brain
It's going down, it's 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 rolls thicker than Bis
If it's mixed with that same sticky stuff I roll splifs with
I the sheriff on the terris
And I kick the like these to have more off days than Ferris
Just these raps up in the studio
Brothers can't tell and 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 the whole floor
So I can get busy I [Incomprehensible], remember?
And if you don't Michael Jackson and don' be afraid to ask him
Erick Sermon got mad tunes, no matter what say
I got props than Richard Bay
The mind with the hardcore followin'
So what's up 'cause I don't a fuck

make you sing with Tony Braxton
I tear the shreds out of jams like stadiums 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
Hold up! This is a stick up, I spark the ism
like a bizcut, 1 and 2 skirts get lift up

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

out

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

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