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When I wipe off my sweat Verbally I'm untouchable like Ness To the best of my I rock any facility And fuck the yellow cabs I smoke buddha out I'm just as high as the fuckin friendly When I'm, open, you even see my chinky eyes Cause the I smoke, is no joke, when I'm loc'ed Then I wet it, then you be like -- that be soaked I'm saggin my Karl And two black guys when I get busy the L.I Well I, swing it back and forth a leaf Without I flow like the B.Q.E But I can pass straight out of first-class Then leave em huffin and puffin like day at Lemans class PPP, got the and techs And Def Squad always got fly shit on deck
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The Funk Doctor Spock blow the watt through box I come hotter Treach, you bet about callin the cops Because (this type of funk you hear on the regular) Rock six seven eight ten (to eleven ta) my style got more powers than Cocoon Zoom your focus, I the mic and leave it smokin When I'm vexed, my concepts wreck effect communications blow to the next ep I'm robbin brains with antilogical, phenomical Suicidal with lethal type spread your nodules Straight up the weight up I max like a beta Boy I fuck head up like a blunt that's laced up The boogie verbalist, I get open with, scannings on the fake soloist My style reachin down like Ike, switch up dykes and You'll be tellin psychologist wuditlooklike
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Wuditlooklike suckers, motherfuckers be actin funny, don't wanna show me no love 'cause They think I'm and like mentally sick Ahhh, give em the dick then they quiver like fish, I Smoke a of herb a day, and yo Some bitches say, I'm the Mack like I don't be that I beez the funk disease That leave MC's, recognizing like Sam The funkindominal, I bring to any rendezvous Rock three-sixty-five, twenty-four, through That shit, makes them other ship, flip Funk ridiculous, with lyrics A-uhhm, oh-seven-one-oh-three's I from Been gettin dumb, since Harlem World used to jump And that's for all hardrock niggaz that's comin in flocks I bust off the glock for the hood and the
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