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Funkorama

Erick Sermon feat. Redman
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What it look like? Do you wanna get high? Huh? Haha, if you wanna get high High, everybody get high Huh, what it look like? Born with the audacity of 300 men, grabbin the mic laughin I come with the shit bomb-diggy Influential, flows on instrumentals, you dig? I've been bangin since "Shands of Bridge" And charged the beat, with this here lyrical technique The black urban, black suburban truck driver My handle, bandit, cause kids to vandal And bomb, everything clean in the area Mass hysteria, breakin the don't-care barrier I bust a rhyme and everything remains raw to precision The E's on a Doug E. Fresh mission So I advise you protect your neck, the futuristic Gandula, E.D. funk maneuver sword dueler You can't duplicate the breed, it's human nature All you can do is feel the vapor I hear music in the sky Yes, I hear music And I get down Oh, I get down I get down like that I hear music in the sky Yes, I hear music And I get down Oh, I get down I get down like that Caution, your hearing aid is needed, stay weeded I'm consecutively bleeding, ear drums repeated The bomb Z, tokin the heater since I was a fetus Rockin Adidas when I first sipped on Easy Jesus Copacetic, how you like it, whole or shredded? Mics get breaded, sauteed, cause I'm a pro at wettin I'm gettin, what's smarter than Agent 86? You beatin me one-on-one then that fight's crazy fixed Open up that chest like Vicks, when I write 'em Then leave you marks brains more questioned than asylum You got a crew? You better tell 'em, or hide 'em I stay more focused than wide lens when I'm inside 'em Yo E, scream on these stinkin MC's Three times three, reality, virtuality can't see I plant seeds in MC's that can't fertilize they rhymes I drop lines 'til they can't breathe Shucky ducky quack quack on that ass crack Got blast on, I blast back, funk-o-rama I got a trunk of trauma, to smoke constant Dramas caused by the bomb shit, love your mama I hear music in the sky Yes, I hear music And I get down Oh, I get down I get down like that I hear music in the sky Yes, I hear music And I get down Oh, I get down I get down like that Nineteen nine sixty, that's why That's why Oh, I get down I get down like that