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

Y'all guess what the is going on now
Me and Reggie Noble, making funk tunes around the
'Cause keeps on slippin'
And I get the from the kitchen, then 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 high and I it for the do or die
Or 2 or 1 code leavin' shit blown
Funkadelic is the one to your 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, adjust it

Breaker 1-9, breaker 1-9 representin'
Hey, Sermon's on the way, Dre gave me a ride
So I Gangsta Lean while DRS put the smoke up in my chest
And if you understand me, then and kick it
While the E-Double gets wicked your brain twisted
going down, it's going way down
So get the 4 and [Incomprehensible] 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
my funk rolls thicker than Bis quick
If it's mixed with that same funky stuff I roll splifs with
I shot the sheriff on the
And I kick the funk like these to more off days than Ferris
wrote 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 at my door
Yo Johnny Gill, I need the whole
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 up 'cause I don't give a fuck

I'll make you sing with Tony
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 leather jacks with Tim's sweatpants, one leg rolled up
Hold up! This is a stick up, I bust 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 like fat people have their intercourse
Basically, the funk stuck in teeth so get your dental floss

out

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

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