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Intro:ha ha ha ha. this is trevis, giving a phone call to y'all
Funky

Erick
guess what the fuck is going on now
Me and reggie noble, making funk around the global
Cause times on slippin', and I get the funk from the kitchen
commits to ass whippin', there is no time for me to bust it
So I'm a chill and let red get 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' blown
Funkadelic is the one to the preacher out the teacher
When I feak 'em, oooh, yes y'all I got the mad can you catch it?
And if ear is not tuned in then ajust it

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

And if you understand me then and kick it
While the gets wicked wiht your brain twisted
It's going down, it's going way
Go get the 4 pound and down

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

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

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

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

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