| Funky, funky, OWWWWW!
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| One, two doing em all won’t do
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| Got my man Erick Sermon in the house
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| Can’t forget my man Keith Murray in the house
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| Got Redman in the house
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| Def Squad is in the house
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| And huh huh I an huh huh huh ha the Biz Markie
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| Doo dee doo, guaranteed to rhyme for you and you
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| I say yes yes y’all to the beat yall
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| Party having people guaranteed to be like having a ball
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| Hey hey hey
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| We gonna do a little something like this I say
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| Yo, its the permanent chilla, occasional illa
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| Microphone gorilla, savage nigga chilla
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| Props stealer, skill dealer
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| Stadium thriller without the manilla until this day I still uh
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| Drink Old English cannot stand Miller
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| Lyrically I’m iller than a fuckin sex killer
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| Nigga you got a story to tell, tell it, yell it
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| I rose wit the funkadelic and we dont believe shit stinks til we smell it
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| Let you tell it, you be putt loopbing work in but be purbin
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| Defeatin hip-hop's real purpose
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| But real hip-hop will surface at your service
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| Yeah you gots the right to be nervous
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| And if it ain’t them niggas its the motherfucking cops
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| Plus some sucker duck MCs after my props
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| Cause I moved it up a few notches but get your hand out my pocket
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| Before I blast off in your face like a rocket
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| It dont, stop keep on
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| Til the break of dawn
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| I said Redman, my man, my mellow
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| Get on the mic cause I know you eat jello
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| Well its the Doc in the flesh of course I’m fresh
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| If you thought that I was starving—Yo, I’m still starvin
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| When I take a tab and drink liquor all together
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| E.T.A. |
| for me to blackout whenever
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| When I transform a twelve blood cells
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| And my tape bangs and quakes the Fort Lauderdale
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| I keep a so low pro tanks be full
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| Why you fools looking for Doc like Sammy the bull?
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| I be on two oh, with the Dro, fuck who you know
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| Where two coats when I be in range like Kukoc (jumpshot)
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| You know, I walk with a sumo
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| Attitude, acrobatical, mathematical
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| Bizarre then dialog my jaw
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| To react when the spawn to outdraw McGraw
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| You need a second time around like Chalamarle
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| To touch Doc forget it
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| Thats like my uncle getting approved for credit, I do it to death
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| When I start hooking right you be hanging a left
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| Check out the only crew that makes the power moves
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| Whosever next on the mic, wear shower shoes
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| Five more seconds on the clock
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| Your whole box been jumped on by the Doc hopscotch
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| As we continue on
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| To the break of dawn
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| Rock on
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| Keith Murray rock rock on
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| Redman rock rock on
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| Can’t forget E Double rock rock on
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| Def Squad rock rock on
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| You dont stop
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| Def Jam rock rock on
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| Da da da da def jam
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| Jahahahaham def jam rock on
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| Spell it baby
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| Its the D iza E the F the J the A the M
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| Def Jam
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| Biz Mark rock the house
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| Biz Mark rock the house
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| As we continue on, Keith Murray
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| Bring the beat in E stop playin RAAAAAAAH!!! |