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Funkorama

Erick Sermon & Redman
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Weave, ah This is Funk Doctor Spock As we look at our clocks We gonna take you on a ship to another journey To the dark side Ah, weave, conquer New evidence that there is life My funk prognosis make my brains come in toast One hundred percent funk runs blood streams through your nose I don't have to be Madonna to make your eyes freeze Visine's for eyes when you smoke the thai weed For this, you need a journalist scientist Keep your eye on this funk, cosmical, far from logical I blow the spot up in any hood in boondocks Make the bully of the block move and get new locks Now who kicks that phenomenal astronomical uh That's my nine and you feeling nauseous, that's my rhyme in you I swing funk like nunchucks, my game's def That's cool when I blind fools like Kareem Abdul I'm like Boss Messiah, sometimes I get more higher than Cheech My funk speech make words wear sun visors I'm getting down with the funk in your trunk Def Squad's in the house for the niggas, for all you punks Coming, coming down the block ten loudest You would swear Redman was inside the truck (Taking a trip to the weave) Coming, coming down the block ten loudest You would swear Redman was inside the truck (Taking a trip to the weave) Coming, coming down the block ten loudest You would swear Redman was inside the truck (Taking a trip to the weave) Coming, coming down the block ten loudest You would swear Redman was inside the truck (Taking a trip to the weave) Ahh, I'm just as high as three pilled up motherfuckers Def Squad's in the house for the niggas, you suckers Chumps, y'all chumps, I blew the frame once, twice I'm dumb nice, I bring my worst lyrics to a gunfight Spit top notch, nah, fuck that, that notch tops I'm off the meter, I make computers catch amnesia I'm swifter than roller blades on Ice Capades I'm fearless like four plus I'm cool like A My grammar slam from here to York, Alabama I never pull my pants up, I'm nutty like Planters My style get def like bro or def like Jeff Def like Jam or Squad or def like Def One two, big up to my niggas on one deuce That cock snaps and bust back in the boys and brrrr-rah With weave for you Who says I can't burn shit up just like Lisa Lopez? I cause the ruckus, my area is fucked up You better off calling the Power Ranger motherfuckers 'Cause Redman will bomb just like Saddam When I'm loose, I'm worldwide like Triple F.A.T. Goose Heavenly, uh Coming, coming down the block ten loudest You would swear Redman was inside the truck (Taking a trip to the weave) Coming, coming down the block ten loudest You would swear Redman was inside the truck (Taking a trip to the weave) Coming, coming down the block ten loudest You would swear Redman was inside the truck (Taking a trip to the weave) Coming, coming down the block ten loudest You would swear Redman was inside the truck (Taking a trip to the weave) Coming, coming down the block ten loudest You would swear Redman was inside the truck (Taking a trip to the weave) Coming, coming down the block ten loudest You would swear Redman was inside the truck (Taking a trip to the weave) Coming, coming down the block ten loudest You would swear Redman was inside the truck (Taking a trip to the weave) Coming, coming down the block ten loudest You would swear Redman was inside the truck