I got a secret, I'm telling everyone Don't wanna keep it, I wanna play dumb I made a promise I think I'm ready to break It's just a question, there's
Dare to be stupid Let's go, dare to be stupid Dare to be stupid Dare to be stupid Dare to be stupid Dare to be stupid Dare to be stupid Dare to be stupid Dare
George, George, George of the jungle Strong as he can be Ah, watch out for that tree George, George, George of the jungle Lives a life that's free Ah
Some girls like to buy new shoes And others like drivin' trucks and wearing tattoos There's only one thing that they all like a bunch Oh, girls, they
[12th Street Rag/Euday L. Bowman] You're takin' to me good, Just like you know you should. You get me on my knees, Please, baby, please. [State of Shock
Woh oh, I want a new duck One that won't try to bite One that won't chew a hole in my socks One that won't quack all night I want a new duck One with
Things just haven't been the same Since the flying saucer came Now the aliens are on the loose Well, we tried to hold 'em back Tried to ward off their
Yo that kinda leaky in that shit right there Mmm, that shit look like the bomb, huh Oh yeah, let you take a puff of that shit and just blow the fuck up
Yeah, 'bout to fly that knot Redman, Keith Murray, Erick Sermon with the, Cosmic Slop And we all pack glocks Word is Bond, word is bond, fuck around and
Basically Basically Basically Whoo, hah, ohah Wooh, aw shit Hey dudes, my interludes more fatter than most niggaz LP's So don't sell me to stale cheese
And I say, right about now you are rockin' with the best Can I get a hit? Thank you What you're about to experience is a walk on the funkadelic side Who
Yo *echoes* *weird hearbeat like sounds* [I can hear myself... *echoes*] *maniacal laughter* and the Def Squad force *bell rings slowly
Switch Ha, ha, ha, ha, ha, ha Come with us, come take the elevator Shift six billion feet beneath Where the Def Squad dwells Where your dreams and imaginations
Aiyyo-yo-yo-yo you better pass it Aiyyo check this out We coming to you live from that BOMB Chocolate City my man Where the knotty-headed niggaz and the
Woo-woo-wowowowooo Lord hi-gher Could somebody, turn on, da lights Somebody, turn on, da lights The darkside! Yessss Guess who's back when I bring funk
[Incomprehensible] Still walkin' down the streets with my hand on my black tec My brain is high like New York, New Jersey do car thefts I'm high, when
Hard enough that I can chew a whole bag of rocks Hyah! Attention to all you punk motherfuckers out there (Uh-huh uh-huh, check it out, check it out) Funky
Yo, this blunt is for all the niggaz that was in the Holdin pen with me in central booking Welcome to the system Ha ha ha haaaa! Yeahhh! Motherfuckers
