Lyrics:
(Fun-) (fun-) (funky)
(Got to be funky) --> James Brown
(Funky enough) --> The D.O.C.
[ VERSE 1 ]
Look, look, look, look...
Look at me, cool
Dollar Dollar bills
It's like cool water
Big rocks like you brought us
Some where by Carter
Or see me rollin' with ya daughter
(What they call you, man?)
know that I'm proud when I look in the mirror
I know that it's cool that the fames getting nearer
But by the end of the day I just wanna be near her
My
The letter K, D-O T
Add a space like a Microsoft keypad
You can't see me, invisible ski mask
Poke the eyes out my beanie
Ghetto Zorro on the headlines, I leave
Bitch, you know we going hard like the Celtics
Round one comeback, and by round two we clap that
Shawty tries to hit me up, block that hoe!
Just like
Ride around like Marty McFly, Sorcerer ahead of his time
When lightning strikes the clock, Make sure I'm back in time to save Doc
Ride around like
I couldn't hit it sideways
Oh, now, just like
Oh, just like
Oh, just like
Oh, just like
Oh, just like
Oh, just like
Doc and sally inside, now
I couldn't hit it sideways
Oh, now, just like
Oh, just like
Oh, just like
Oh, just like
Oh, just like
Oh, just like
Doc and sally inside, now
I couldn't hit it sideways
Oh, now, just like
Oh, just like
Oh, just like
Oh, just like
Oh, just like
Oh, just like
Doc and sally inside, now
twenty miles apart
Doc is like bad weather reports by Al Rourke
If you're not from the tri-boro, story settled
I pack gaudy metal for those who act fool
all by myself
But it gets better
Staying out the trap for that Jack & that Cheddar
Sleighing out the mouth. Like a Yak in December
Praying I get back
With hang time like a coat hanger
Jump, with thunderous 360-degree type dunks
What up doc? the monstar funk (ll cool j)
Lightning strikes and the court
ambulance out
Ya whole team'll get bombarded
Ya on target, and bombed by some unsigned artists
We leave ya hair cut like a blind barber
Cut it, and gave
say
Dem like how we chat
Jah man
Mi a go tell you 'bout di Shaolin Plot
Man, mi a go tell you 'bout di Shaolin Plot
Jah man, mi say, it star by di one
who is my master/
By definition a Bastard so is my existence set in stone oh that’s laughter/
God doesn’t speak to me or he is whispering but it’s hard
on that
Squeeze two times it be like that
On demon time if you want it like that
I ain't even stable and that's just facts
Doc gave me pills like the boy
that shit around me
(guilt-guilty by association)
Cause I ain't gettin indicted
With fools around me
(guilt-guilty by association)
It's cool you flip
niggas is broke
Trying to be on some don shit
Me? I'm a grunt, comfortable in that conflict
Go 'head nigga stunt
It's cool 'til I get on it
You can keep
day I got a call out the blue
A homie that I did know
Grew up with him and see he
Was like my big bro
Then he said you getting big yo keep
It up
like you
You’re my drug to get my head right
Cuz it’s all spun out by you
Eyes wide when you start the music
That music just for you
It spins my brain
Your bih ain't that hot
Your bih is a thot
Your bih on the clock
You sit on my glock
Sit on my glock
Go call up the doc
Run outta time
Shit go tick
the bass of a drum?) Yo, that type of bass drum
Will make the people feel it, can you feel it? (We feel it, Doc)
Now that that's straight it's my turn
to the car
I got goons that'll make it spark, and I don't gotta throw a blow
Niggaz ready to stage dive like they Linkin Park
The hood love a nigga cause I
Check into a different stanza, hope that Doc not toxic like I'm saying
That his needle is acute and that is clean and healthy
Clean and healthy can be
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