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the funk junkie - what we doing lyrics

[verse 1: jook the first]
(ay, yeah, heh heh)
a slave to the rhythm into the shackles since ’97
check the method it’s my word on the record now
check the style, something similar to wreck-it ralph
i shut ’em down shuh-shuh, i shut ’em down, no
jay rock or cl smooth
or reebok shoes, or nike
air maxes ’til i’m maxin’ out
newest addition you can’t subtract me out
sonic -ss-ssin, -ss captain’ll track you down
something california sounds, bangin’ up in canada
i throw away gold, i’m hangin’ up the damage
the camera’s gonna capture my p-ssion so fasten seatbelts
next level, make you rappers look like sheet melts
presidential sh-t i stole my secret service details
we will prevail in h-ll, excel, breathe
the coolest on the scene
’til those motherf-ckers freeze, no 5-0
let’s not regulate like warren g
you and i are opposites like war and peace
the freest of the peace, ressurected, lyrically checkin’ fools
(???) all that means is, you the next to lose
heavily boozing, melodies fusing with my soul
rhyme singers on the cap, mindin’ my goals

[chorus: j.nolan]
what we, we doin’
and when we get, get, get, we get in
what we doin,’ doin’
and when we get in, and when we get in

[verse 2: j.nolan]
(yeah) steppin’ up ready to shut the game down
what the f-ck, that’s reminiscent of james brown
sudden as using this tool (???) for viewership
deeply rooted in this
only a fool would dismiss
only if you can exist
lyrically in this racket, automatic
flip, gymnastic, strapped, elastic
rip through plastic, get my antics
i live a life of (???) christmas attics
i’m in the trenches
revolutionary in the war
revolutionary benefits for settlin’ the score
who rock the spot, who got the props
like black moan
i’m jack black, the legend of rita was past due
i’m -ss reppin’
half-steppin’ was never meets
to developing
never been arrested tennessee
flowin’ heavily, foldin’ cheddar cheese
nolan never leaves
nothin’ on the table
henny pennin’ from labels (uh, gone)

[chorus: j.nolan]
what we, we doin’
and when we get, get, get, we get in
what we doin,’ doin’
and when we get in, and when we get in

[outro: j.nolan]
i spread love to my people, we ride the spot
i do it all for my brothers, who’s ride or die
oh yeah we gettin’ money for the team, that’s all we got
(???) (for the streams, for the streams)
i spread love to my people, we ride the spot (what we doin’)
i do it all for my brothers, who’s ride or die (and when we get in)
oh yeah we gettin’ money for the team, that’s all we got (wa, wa, wa)
(???) (for the streams, yeah, for the streams, uh)
i spread love to my people, we ride the spot (what we doin’)
i do it all for my brothers, who’s ride or die (and when we get in)
we gettin’ money for the team, that’s all we got (wa, wa)
(???) (for the streams, for the streams)
i spread love to my people, we ride the spot (what we doin’)
i do it all for my brothers, who’s ride or die (and when we get in)
we gettin’ money for the team, that’s all we got (wa, wa, wa)
(???) (for the streams, yeah, for the streams, ha)

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