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Yo.. YO! YO!!!!!!!!!!Hah
If you got your motherfuckin lighters
Light em up, light em up, light em up, light em up (D that's me!)
We gonna take this time out, to smoke a blunt
Ha hah, all you buddha smokers, roll it up, roll it up
(D that's me!)
[sample from Public Enemy of Chuck D]
If y'all really like to rock the funky beats
Somebody in the house say 'Hell yeah'.. "HELL YEAH!"
Yo, I like that from the people up top
Check this out
[RedMan]
Yo, check the newsflash
Grab the mic, buck until my neck gets whiplash
My Lethal Weapon tongue need a gun permit badge
Mastermind any flow that can shine
Doc walk the blocks like either your ass or mine
Jersey style for dead presidents
I'll whoop your ass with one leg, Kirby style, for thirty miles
Shut the Fawcett to Farah
Drain the Panama Canal up, that'll run like mascara
I put it all like friends at Don Pooh party
Before Mr. T, my jewels was too gaudy
My foul mouth turn a New York crowd out
Reach out and touch and use nine to dial out
So Brick City are you ready, ready
So D.C. are you ready...Yo cheers to the underground, Doc's Da Name
Rap is like the NBA, I love this game
[outro]
Yo yo, to all my niggas and bitches
across the ghetto United States
If you high as hell riding in your car
Honk your horns, and light it up
Light it up, light it up yo, light it up
Ha hah, signin off truly yours
Funk Doctor Spock, rocks da world motherfuckers!
Yo.. YO! YO!!!!!!!!!!Hah  If you got your motherfuckin lighters  Light em up, light em up, light em up, light em up (D that's me!)  We gonna take this time out, to smoke a blunt  Ha hah, all you buddha smokers, roll it up, roll it up  (D that's me!)  [sample from Public Enemy of Chuck D]  If y'all really like to rock the funky beats  Somebody in the house say 'Hell yeah'.. "HELL YEAH!"  Yo, I like that from the people up top  Check this out  [RedMan]  Yo, check the newsflash  Grab the mic, buck until my neck gets whiplash  My Lethal Weapon tongue need a gun permit badge  Mastermind any flow that can shine  Doc walk the blocks like either your ass or mine  Jersey style for dead presidents  I'll whoop your ass with one leg, Kirby style, for thirty miles  Shut the Fawcett to Farah  Drain the Panama Canal up, that'll run like mascara  I put it all like friends at Don Pooh party  Before Mr. T, my jewels was too gaudy  My foul mouth turn a New York crowd out  Reach out and touch and use nine to dial out  So Brick City are you ready, ready  So D.C. are you ready...Yo cheers to the underground, Doc's Da Name  Rap is like the NBA, I love this game  [outro]  Yo yo, to all my niggas and bitches  across the ghetto United States  If you high as hell riding in your car  Honk your horns, and light it up  Light it up, light it up yo, light it up  Ha hah, signin off truly yours  Funk Doctor Spock, rocks da world motherfuckers!