This is Dr. With a call to y'all funky fuckers
Y'all guess what the fuck is on now Me and Reggie Noble, making funk around the global 'Cause time on slippin' And I get the funk the kitchen, then commits to ass whippin' There is no for me to bust it So I'm a and let Red get into 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 code 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 ear is not tuned in, then adjust it
Breaker 1-9, 1-9 representin' today Hey, Erick Sermon's on the way, Dre me a ride So I Gangsta Lean while DRS will put the 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, going way down So get the 4 pound and down town
Boogie woogie to boogie to band, boogie to My rap get mad dap on ass and F if it is be on my ass cap 'Cause my rolls thicker than Bis quick If it's mixed with that funky sticky stuff I roll splifs with I the sheriff on the terris And I kick the funk like these to have more off than Ferris Just wrote raps up in the studio Brothers can't tell and sisters couldn't 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 busy I [Incomprehensible], remember? And if you don't Michael Jackson and don' be afraid to ask him Erick got mad tunes, no matter what they say I got more props than Bay The mind with the hardcore followin' So what's up 'cause I give a fuck
I'll you sing with Tony Braxton I tear the out of jams like stadiums when they's packed in Back up boy, you messin' with the boy, yes, I told ya I rock leather jacks Tim's sweatpants, one leg rolled up Hold up! This is a stick up, I bust the ism [Incomprehensible] 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 like fat people their intercourse Basically, the funk stuck in your teeth so get your floss
out
20, I know, but let me knock your out When I was young, I made my tree house a weed house And I'm deeper Nostradamus, when I'm in chronic And I leave your kitty cats meowin' home made Beeotch, trick, trick,
is Dr. Trevis Comin' to y'all motherfuckers with some raw shit Def representatives, Def Squad forever, signin' off