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Wuditlooklike? When I wipe off my Verbally I'm untouchable Elliot Ness To the best of my I rock any facility And fuck the yellow cabs I buddha out deliveries I'm just as as the fuckin friendly skies When I'm, open, you can't even see my eyes Cause the buddha I smoke, is no joke, I'm loc'ed Then I wet it, you be like -- that shit be soaked I'm saggin my Karl And two black guys I get busy like the L.I Well I, swing it back and like a leaf Without traffic I flow the B.Q.E But I can niggaz straight out of first-class Then em huffin and puffin like first day at Lemans 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 watt your box I come hotter than Treach, you bet callin the cops Because (this type of funk you don't on the regular) six seven eight nine ten (to eleven ta) Knew my style got more than Cocoon your focus, I drop the mic and leave it smokin When I'm vexed, my wreck like effect communications blow to the next ep I'm robbin your brains antilogical, phenomical Suicidal with type funk spread your nodules Straight up the weight up plus I max 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 reachin down Ike, switch up like dykes and You'll be tellin psychologist wuditlooklike
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Wuditlooklike suckers, motherfuckers Bitches be actin funny, don't show me no love 'cause They I'm crazy and like mentally sick Ahhh, give em the dick then they quiver like fish, I Smoke a of herb a day, and yo Some say, I'm the Mack like Maceo I be that I just beez the funk disease That leave MC's, like Sam Sneed The funkindominal, I bring to any rendezvous Rock three-sixty-five, twenty-four, through That other shit, makes them other ship, ridiculous, inconspicous with lyrics A-uhhm, oh-seven-one-oh-three's where I gettin dumb, every since Harlem World 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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