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Wuditlooklike, to all you bitches
And you punk ass out there
I'm talkin to you live from
We're From the Dark Side
It's about two degrees down this motherfucker
But the funk don't stop
As we take y'all fat roly-poly asses on journey
To the

Wuditlooklike? When I off my sweat
Verbally I'm untouchable like Ness
To the best of my ability I any facility
And fuck the yellow I smoke buddha out deliveries
I'm as high as the fuckin friendly skies
When I'm, open, you can't even see my chinky
Cause the I smoke, is no joke, when I'm loc'ed
Then I wet it, then you be like -- shit be soaked
I'm my Karl Kani
And two guys when I get busy like the L.I
Well I, swing it back and forth like a
traffic I flow like the B.Q.E
But I can pass niggaz out of first-class
Then leave em huffin and puffin like first day at class
PPP, got the glocks and
And Def Squad got some fly shit on deck

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The Funk Doctor Spock blow the through your box
I come than Treach, you bet about callin the cops
Because (this type of funk you hear on the regular)
Rock six seven nine ten (to eleven ta)
Knew my style got powers than Cocoon
Zoom focus, I drop the mic and leave it smokin
When I'm vexed, my concepts wreck like
communications blow to the next ep
I'm robbin your brains antilogical, phenomical
Suicidal with lethal funk spread your nodules
up the weight up plus I max like a beta
Boy I fuck your head up like a blunt laced up
The verbalist, vocalist
I get open with, puttin scannings on the soloist
My style reachin down like Ike, up like dykes and
You'll be tellin your psychologist

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Wuditlooklike suckers, punk
Bitches be actin funny, don't wanna me no love 'cause
They think I'm crazy and like sick
Ahhh, give em the dick 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 I just beez the funk disease
That leave MC's, recognizing Sam Sneed
The funkindominal, I bring to any rendezvous
three-sixty-five, twenty-four, Monday through
That shit, makes them other ship, flip
Funk ridiculous, inconspicous lyrics
A-uhhm, oh-seven-one-oh-three's where I
Been gettin dumb, every since Harlem used to jump
And that's for all them niggaz that's comin in flocks
I bust off the glock for the hood and the

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