| Don’t be afraid to let a brother funk with you
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| Would you let a nucka doo woo you (x3)
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| Don’t be afraid to let a brother funk with you
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| Yeah, would you let me doo woo you
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| Yo, I’ve got plenty of love
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| But I got no love for anybody trying to keep me down
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| I got a lot of love for all the ones who got my back
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| But not the monkey that’s riding on it
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| They ride to hear a brother say 'shaggalackfragganack'
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| You know what I mean … nothing
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| But like an FOI I can’t tell a lie
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| I get too much juice when you turn me loose
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| And like fruit from a tree’s got vitamin C
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| I’m from the Darkside and I’m fortified
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| I got the kind of vitamins to creep beneath your skin
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| That’s why you’re so afraid to let me in
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| I’ll take you to a whole 'nother level
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| You know I got the Main Ingredient
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| So just keep on fronting
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| Gotta, gotta, gotta keep on fronting — keep on, keep on
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| Keep on running your mouth and pumping the lies
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| So I’m punking you out
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| Invest in all the young, funky minds of today
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| Infesting all the young, funky minds with the FADES:
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| Falsely Acquired Diluted Education Syndrome
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| That’s why I need a Bodyhat
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| To block all the ooey-gooey brainwashed nuts with the bag
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| Make them drip back up the shaft of the system
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| Uh-huh, I just dissed them
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| You make me out to be the devil
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| Afraid that I’m a take you to a whole 'nother level
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| You know that I’m a creep beneath your skin
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| Well, what do we have here
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| Sheer bliss, Saafir hears this so
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| We getting our grind on
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| Put a little tuning and your grooming
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| They want us to zoomer-zoom, we already zooming
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| Putting on my mask, gotta think fast
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| I’m a light sleeper so I wake last
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| I’m drinking out the glass but the water ain’t pure
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| And they wonder why I don’t want to do you
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| First of all, you’re scandalous
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| And I’m too real so you can’t handle this
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| Then you’ll throw a fit and tell me I ain’t shit
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| Go fatten up your lips
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| Or better yet go put some rhythm in your hips
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| I’ll flip, never will I slip
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| On a front took her bust up
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| So now what? |
| I’ll tell you what:
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| Why don’t you get a clue from within, mark
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| Otherwise I’m gonna creep beneath your skin
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| A wing-ding ding-a-ling, listen to me sing
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| I like chicken wings
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| All living things get treated like a brother
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| Cause I’m a planet Earth lover
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| And I’m surviving, I keep striving
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| Alive in my blood’s the God from up above-uh
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| I gain strength from my mother
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| I’m potent cause soul is what I’m toting
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| Style runs deep in my family tree
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| Yeah, that’s me
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| See, it’s gonna feel good when I run right through you
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| So let me do you
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| Open up and take a bite of me, chew me up
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| Try to swallow my blackness. |
| Go on, taste it
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| Face it, it’s fact that you’re attracted to my style
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| But still you lie to me
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| You see, being afraid is the same as being shallow
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| So why follow the masses?
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| We’re in the Nineties
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| Try to release your mind and be deep
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| Peep/peace |