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

Erick
Y'alll guess what the fuck is on now
Me and reggie noble, making tunes around the global
Cause keeps on slippin', and I get the funk from the kitchen
Then to ass whippin', there is no time for me to bust it
So I'm a chill and let red get into a fly justice

Yo, all in the mind and I'm high and I kick it for the do or die
On 2 or 1 area leavin' shit blown
is the one to bring the preacher out the teacher
When I feak 'em, oooh, yes y'all I got the mad method can you it?
And if your ear is not tuned in then it

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

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

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

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

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

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

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