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The Funk Doctor Spock the watt through your box I come hotter than Treach, you bet callin the cops Because (this of funk you don't hear on the regular) Rock six eight nine ten (to eleven ta) Knew my style got more powers than your focus, I drop the mic and leave it smokin When I'm vexed, my wreck like effect Verbal communications to the next ep I'm robbin brains with antilogical, phenomical Suicidal with lethal funk spread your nodules Straight up the up plus I max like a beta Boy I fuck your up like a blunt that's laced up The boogie verbalist, I get open with, scannings on the fake soloist My style down like Ike, switch up like dykes and You'll be tellin your psychologist
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Wuditlooklike suckers, motherfuckers Bitches be actin funny, don't wanna me no love 'cause They think I'm and like mentally sick Ahhh, give em the then they quiver like fish, then I a pound of herb a day, and yo Some say, I'm the Mack like Maceo I don't be that I beez the funk disease That MC's, recognizing like Sam Sneed The funkindominal, I bring to any rendezvous three-sixty-five, twenty-four, Monday through That other shit, makes other ship, flip Funk ridiculous, inconspicous lyrics A-uhhm, oh-seven-one-oh-three's where I Been gettin dumb, every since World used to jump And that's for all them niggaz that's comin in flocks I off the glock for the hood and the block
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