[Skit]
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(DJ SAYWHAT??)
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Our phone lines are open for all you high motherfuckers
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At 1-800-DIKINYABOOTY
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[Redman] Welcome
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Thats 1-800-dick-in-ya-boo-tay!!
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[Redman] Welcome
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*ringing phone is answered*
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Aiyyo this is Mad Duke callin from Da Bricks
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Im on the block with Uncle Quilly and Leroy Sweetdick
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Gettin my smoke on, for you onionhead motherfuckers
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Yo this PaceWon from the Outsidaz, dammmn!
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Welcome to another nineteen ninety-six Funk Doc Spock tape
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As we take yall minds on another journey, through the darkside
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We uplift you! Def Squad force comin through with the ruckus
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Jammin for all knotty-headed peasy motherfuckers, ahh
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And for funky bitches, we got a funky thing for you
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[Bridge: Redman]
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I said I gets down like that, who am I (Funk Doctor)
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(as I kiss the sky)
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I said I gets down like that, who am I (Funk Doctor)
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(as I kiss the sky)
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[Verse: Redman]
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Bomb traum, funkier than Haitian underarms
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Represent Jersey, the land of firearms
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Hotwired cars, emptying cigars
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Afros, fo fos, Omnis with momos
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As nasty as I come I should be douche
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I used to be the chief instructor for Bruce
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Choose your weapon — A FATALITY
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Line your crew up now — BABALITY
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In nineteen ninety-six bitch ass niggas all in my mix
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On some rah rah shit, get my rah rah dick!
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Nuts alert, first sound de alarm on de expert
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My network, operate sharper than a Gilette works
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Off the corner style Blinds in Knightening Armor
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About more Facts of Life than Tootie or Blair Warner
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Chi-Town where you at (we got your back)
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D.C. where you at (we got your back)
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My crew Come Strapped like MC Eiht with nickel plates
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Gettin mad Dead Presidents ask Larenz Tate
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Im, gettin loot rollin craps in the yard
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Cant be scarred by media, SO FUCK THE MEDIA
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Most MCs are terrible, unbearable
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Couldnt get stupid if you were sliced cerebral
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Ahh no he didnt, act like hes shittin
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Man youre funnier than Ed Griffin, its Reds kitchen
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My infrareds missin, damn Im slippin
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Im out of ammo, yo Crossbreed, stick the clip in
