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funkmaster flex - freestyle - redman & method man lyrics

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(redman)
microphone coming down when i have to tweak ya
(break ya) -ss, blow your -ss one time, peace ta
dj twiz, i will leave your -ss blind
cause the ruckus for all you m-th-f-kas
don’t you know me and method man jam like smuckers
all you fools out there wanna test these theives
you better come down wit the buddah bless then freeze
and gimme all your loot and your weed m-th-f-ka
you just a cheesy -ss sleeve of the gr-ss, blow your -ss
fill the blast from the past when i smoke the hash
it’s that funk doctor spock, got it lock
methtical, get on the mic right now

(method man)
my rap guns be blazing, trails, i’m hard as nails
society’s the cage, got me locked down in h-ll
my mental the track from the shadows of rap
casualties ’cause my reality is strapped
criminology pays, the sun got the rays
wit the heat seeking missiles, aka johnny blaze, ow
hurt so good, ow, take it to the ow, methtical
bring it to your headpiece, no ow
what you wanna do, sh-t, n-gg-z be like
that’s the sh-t, that make you wanna get high
now open that high sh-t, i be choking
what’s that sh-t that they be smoking, tical

(both)
yea, word up, 1996 in your -ss, in your -ss, funkmaster flex
funkmaster flex, complilation freestyle alb-m, freestyle in your -ss
in your -ss, in your -ss, n-gg-, anybody out there wanna bring it
bring it, bring it on, bring it on

(redman)
we got lyrics for years for all you f-king peers
now you think m-th-f-kas grate to you ears
that’s the freestyle, proclaim your name
who’s that n-gg- smoking buddah on the a train

(method man)
it’s the funk doctor spock, rock the spot, word up
coming through, got the glock to your headpiece, what
release, what, tension, when i mention
n-gg-z gave no compet-tion to this sh-t we got here
the real sh-t, terror to your ear, feel the fear
coming down, now up the atmosphere, what we doing
up your spine, move the back, recline
say some sh-t that make you wanna get high

(both)
word up, how high m-th-f-ka, 1996, peace
def squad and wu-tang up in this b-tch, yea, 1996 shootout



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