[Production by Reggie Noble]
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[Intro 1: Dr. Trevis & KRS-One]
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Hahahahahahaaaaa
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Watch out!
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Geyeeah! As we take a journey to the darkside
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Watch out!
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From Hell and beyond, the knotty-headed nigga era has triumphed
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Watch out!
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A new era! If you dont know, your bitch ass better
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Watch out!
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Ask somebody! Shoot em up!
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[Intro 2: Hurricane G, Redman, Both & KRS-One]
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The Hurricane G is live and in colour
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Watch out!
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We run you motherfuckers!
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The Funk Doctor Spot coming live and in color
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Watch out!
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We run you motherfuckers!
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Puffin mad spliffs, so fuck a bitch
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And a nigga, cause niggas, and bitches aint shit!
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[Intro 3: Dr. Trevis & KRS-One]
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Hahahahahahaaaa! Dr. Trevis
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Watch out!
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Is in the motherfuckin house
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With a couple of sick patients for your bitch ass
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Watch out!
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Yeahhh!
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[Verse 1: Hurricane G & Redman]
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The Hurricane G is the ultimate funk, pop the trunk
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(Hoo-hah!! Wild like Shaolin monks)
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Representin, comin out of Brooklyn, Flatbush
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You wuss, you cant push push in the bush
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Well uh, lets take a journey to hell and beyond
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Where the bomb grows on palms, and bags labeled Cheech and Chong
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The Jimi Hendrix of rap, I got an afro and
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Bandana, then I rock jams like Santana
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I move MCs like niggas move keys uptown
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Red and Hurricane G, SO HOW YOU LIKE US NOW?!!?!
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[Chorus: KRS-One & Redman]
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Watch out! We run New York
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Yeah
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Watch out! We run New York
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Yeah
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Watch out! We run New York
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Yeah
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Watch out! We run New York
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Yeah
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(Hurricane G, hit em one time)
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[Verse 2: Hurricane G]
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From the Brook, taught how to trick by the real gangsta crooks
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So I hook back what you took!
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I take my funk and my religion serious
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Sanctify yall and leave yall house niggas delirious
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(Hahahahaa) cause Im furious!
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How dare you motherFUCKERS, forget about the ultimate
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Funk, BITTTTTCH nigga!
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I got your wicked witch with a switch
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Motherfucker, fuck you and your crew!
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So what nigga, is it you wanna do?
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In ninety-fo I kick the wicked for the bitches
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For the real trick deez who can dig it
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Cause after pop thought all that, Hurricane stay fat
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Word to my big dick boriquas in the back
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The queen of the East coast, funk gangsta pack buddha
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On the rhyme since eighty-nine
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Its all in your mind, but whats yours is mines
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Your dough and your hoes Bump N Grind to my rhymes
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Now! It aint a nigga who could hang
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Or pop yang, about a motherfuckin th-a-a-a-ang
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And uh, fuck any bitch who cant hang
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Im representin bitches universal!
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It go, one for the biz, on the bizness
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Which yall blesses with Gods blessings, do you see?
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Hurricane and Redman original steel
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Latin Queens in the house!!
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So nigga swing it over here on these big fat tits!!
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(Titties, hahahahahaa)
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[Verse 3: Redman]
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The Funk Doctor Spot, blast up on your block
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Im walkin through the sewer with manure on my socks
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Your style, I freaked it when I was a child
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So you talkin that baby talk like, Whos Talkin Now?
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Verbally I crush, brains erupt
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Blow your focus, like you sniffin angel dust
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Run of the mill Im not, watch me kill a cock-sucker
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And cause ruckus, like them L.O.D. motherfuckers
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Every verse every word I preach
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Represents the East, long as the human eyes can see
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Gimme that funk funk funk funk funk funk funk funk beat!
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I light a blunt for niggas up in Sing-Sing
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I do it to death, style is funk thats fresh
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Remove your vest, you just won the wet t-shirt contest
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And Im hotter, than the Globetrotters in the Bahamas
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I got a pair of pajamas made out of ganjah and almonds
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Eager, as a nigga wantin my shit to dub
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Cause my shit be BANGIN like the Crips and Bloods
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Troop, I flew the coop like Big Bird in Timb boots
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I Skywalk the planet like my code name was Luke
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From the darkside, Im from the darkside Pah
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Im Above the Law like Steven Seagal
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Motherfucker!!
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[Outro: Dr. Trevis & KRS-One]
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Watch out!
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Hahahaha, we take you to the darkside
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Come travel
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Watch out!
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On our metaphoric futuristic type shit
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As we blow your brains like spliffs
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Watch out!
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Dr. Trevis is outta here
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For the nine-fo you stank… bitch
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Watch out!
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Yeahh
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Watch out!
