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Intro:ha ha ha ha. this is doctor trevis, giving a phone call to
fuckers

Erick
Y'alll guess what the fuck is on now
Me and reggie noble, making tunes around the global
Cause keeps on slippin', and I get the funk from the kitchen
Then commits to ass whippin', there is no for me to bust it
So I'm a and let red get into a fly poetic justice

Yo, it's all in the and I'm high and I kick it for the do or die
On 2 or 1 area code leavin' shit
Funkadelic is the one to bring the out the teacher
When I feak 'em, oooh, yes y'all I got the mad method can you it?
And if your ear is not tuned in then it

sermon:
Breaker 1-9, 1-9 representin' today
Hey, erick on the way
Dre gave me a so I gangsta lean while drs will put the smoke in my

And if you understand me then escape and it
While the e-double gets wicked wiht your brain
It's going down, going way down
Go get the 4 pound and boogie

Boogie woogie to boogie to boogie to that
My rap get mad dap on ass and f it be on my ass cap
Cause my funk rolls thicker bisquick
If it's mixed with that same funky sticky I roll my splifs with
I shot the on the terris
And I the funk like these to have more off days than ferris
Just wrote these raps up in the
Brothers can't tell and sisters can't me no (hear me hoe)

E got the funk, red got the funk, red got the funk, e got the (x2)

Erick
Someones knockin' at my door, yo johnny gill, I need the floor
So I can get remember? and if you don't call michael jackson
And don' be to ask him, erick sermon got mad tunes
No matter what they say, I got more props than bay
The mind with the hardcore followin'
So what's up, cause I don't give a

Whoa, I make you sing with braxton
I tear the shreads out of jams like stadiums when packed in
Back up boy you with the rude bwoy yes I told ya
I leather jacks with tims, sweatpants one leg rolled up
Hold up! this is a stick up, I spark the izm with ? like a
1 and 2 skirts get lift up, e got the and red got the funk
Pop the trunk, I get blocks of funk to victims say "that's the one!"
Of coarse I'm funky like fat people intercorse
Basically the funk is stuck in your so get the dental floss
Oh oh, out, 20 I know
But let me your teeth out
When I was young I turned my tree house a weed house
And I'm deeper nostradomis, when I'm in chronic
And I leave your cats meowin' home made bondage (meow)
Beeotch, trick, trick,

Ha ha ha. this is dr. trevis comin' to y'all motherfuckers with more
Raw shit. def squad represntitives. def squad forever, off.