Epmd - Freak Out Lyrics
Intro:ha ha ha ha. this is doctor trevis, giving a phone call to yallFunky *****ersErick sermon:Yalll guess what the ***** is going on nowMe and reggie noble, making funk tunes around the globalCause times keeps on slippin, and I get the funk from the kitchenThen commits to ass whippin, there is no time for me to bust itSo Im a chill and let red get into a fly poetic justiceRedman:Yo, its all in the mind and Im high and I kick it for the do or dieOn 2 or 1 area code leavin shit blownFunkadelic is the one to bring the preacher out the teacherWhen I feak em, oooh, yes yall I got the mad method can you catch it?And if your ear is not tuned in then ajust itErick sermon:Breaker 1-9, breaker 1-9 representin todayHey, erick sermons on the wayDre gave me a ride so I gangsta lean while drs will put the smoke in myChestAnd if you understand me then escape and kick itWhile the e-double gets wicked wiht your brain twistedIts going down, its going way downGo get the 4 pound and boogie downRedman:Boogie woogie to boogie to band boogie to thatMy rap get mad dap on ass cracks and f it be on my ass capCause my funk rolls thicker than bisquickIf its mixed with that same funky sticky shit I roll my splifs withI shot the sheriff on the terrisAnd I kick the funk like these to have more off days than ferrisJust wrote these raps up in the studioBrothers cant tell and sisters cant hear me no (hear me hoe)Hook:E got the funk, red got the funk, red got the funk, e got the funk (x2)Erick sermon:Someones knockin at my door, yo johnny gill, I need the whole floorSo I can get busy remember? and if you dont call michael jacksonAnd don be afraid to ask him, erick sermon got mad tunesNo matter what they say, I got more props than richard bayThe mind bogglin with the hardcore followinSo whats up, cause I dont give a *****Redman:Whoa, I make you sing with tony braxtonI tear the shreads out of jams like stadiums when they packed inBack up boy you messin with the rude bwoy yes I told yaI rock leather jacks with tims, sweatpants one leg rolled upHold up! this is a stick up, I spark the izm with ? like a bizcut1 and 2 skirts get lift up, e got the funk and red got the funkPop the trunk, I get blocks of funk to make victims say thats the one!Of coarse Im funky like fat people having intercorseBasically the funk is stuck in your teeth so get the dental flossOh oh, freak out, 20 I knowBut let me knock your teeth outWhen I was young I turned my tree house into a weed houseAnd Im deeper than nostradomis, when Im in chronicAnd I leave your kitty cats meowin home made bondage (meow)Beeotch, trick, trick, beeotchOutro:Ha ha ha. this is dr. trevis comin to yall mother*****ers with some moreRaw shit. def squad represntitives. def squad forever, signin off.
