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

Wuditlooklike? When I wipe off my
Verbally I'm like Elliot Ness
To the best of my ability I rock any
And fuck the cabs I smoke buddha out deliveries
I'm as high as the fuckin friendly skies
I'm, open, you can't even see my chinky eyes
Cause the I smoke, is no joke, when I'm loc'ed
Then I wet it, then you be -- that shit be soaked
I'm saggin my Karl
And two black guys when I get like the L.I
I, swing it back and forth like a leaf
Without I flow like the B.Q.E
But I can pass niggaz out of first-class
Then leave em huffin and like first day at Lemans class
PPP, got the and techs
And Def always got some fly shit on deck

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The Doctor Spock blow the watt through your box
I come than Treach, you bet about callin the cops
Because (this of funk you don't hear on the regular)
Rock six seven eight ten (to eleven ta)
Knew my got more powers than Cocoon
Zoom your focus, I the mic and leave it smokin
When I'm vexed, my concepts wreck like
Verbal communications blow to the ep
I'm robbin your brains antilogical, phenomical
with lethal type funk spread your nodules
Straight up the weight up plus I max a beta
Boy I fuck your head up like a that's laced up
The verbalist, vocalist
I get with, puttin scannings on the fake soloist
My reachin down like Ike, switch up like dykes and
You'll be tellin your wuditlooklike

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Wuditlooklike suckers, motherfuckers
Bitches be actin funny, don't wanna show me no love
think I'm crazy and like mentally sick
Ahhh, give em the dick then quiver like fish, then I
Smoke a pound of a day, and yo
Some say, I'm the Mack like Maceo
I don't be that I just beez the disease
That MC's, recognizing like Sam Sneed
The funkindominal, I bring to any rendezvous
Rock three-sixty-five, twenty-four, Monday
That shit, makes them other ship, flip
Funk ridiculous, inconspicous with
A-uhhm, oh-seven-one-oh-three's where I
Been dumb, every since Harlem World used to jump
And that's for all hardrock niggaz that's comin in flocks
I bust off the for the hood and the block

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