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[Intro]
Original rude bwoy... on your scene
Haha, ha ha ha!
Everybody light your blunts, get your smoke on
Hahah
All you bitches drop your drawers... witcha stinkin ass (stinkin ass)
Just roll that weed (roll that weed) just roll that weed (roll that weed)

Треклист:
01 - Dr. Trevis
02 - Bobyahed2Dis
03 - Journey Throo Da Darkside
04 - Da Journee
05 - A Million & 1 Buddah Spots
06 - Noorotic
07 - Boodah Session

Yes sir! You're gonna do it like this
I am an animal def jammable titanical high flammable
Don't .. me I live ..
I am eating ball
I didn't go to Hannibal
My anathema I prescribed it
Said you all in my hood like it
I advise them sterilize them

[Verse:1]
Money on my mind, Doc on the grind
I ain't on Billboard tryin' to climb
Killa on set, don't press rewind
I'm like the thirty-something year old Lebron
Boy I'm fucked up, way past tipsy
Smoke on my lung, Tequila on my kidney
Grown man but I land on the water

We, hah!
This is Funk Doctor Spock!
As we look, at our clocks
We gonna take you, on a ship to another journey
to the Darkside
Hah, we've conquered, new evidence, that there is life

My funk prognosis make my brains come uncoast

yah word up
Hooooaa, haha
haaaaaa ("Iz he for real he can't be" -- Rock, Leflah Leflour Eshkoshkah)
yah word up
Haha, hooooaa
haaaaaa ("Iz he for real he can't be")
yah word up
Hoooooaa, iz he 4 real

Треклист:
01 - Dr. Trevis (Intro) [feat. Josh Gannet]
02 - Wus Really Hood
03 - Beastin' (MCA)
04 - Gettin' Inside
05 - Muddy Island (Skit)
06 - Nigga Like Me
07 - Dopeman [feat. StressMatic]

Yo, this for all my live motherfuckers!
(Motherfuckers) YO! ..

What the deal muh-fucka? Chill muh-fucka
LP bangs all in your hood muh-fucka
My niggaz smack niggaz like Suge muh-fucka
Later on, reminisce it like wood muh-fucka
You muh-fuckers try to block a thorough muh-fucka

This goes out to all the people
Who be losing they lighters and shit
Check it out!

I had a dream I was smoking 3 ounce at one time
On the autobomb with the lamb on red lining
I keep bomb weed but I stay with no light like I'm Amish
Granddaddy Blueberry rolled up cherry

Pick it up, pick it up (4X)
If you find a bag of weed on the floor motherfucker
What the fuck you gon do
Pick it up, pick it up (3X)

Verse One:

While I crack a cold Beck's and keep the hoes in check

How you doing, Redman, I'm Dr. Trevis
Okay, my papers show that you strangled a white male by the name of a Mr. Van-Allen
At a rap concert, matter o' fact, Redman
My papers show that you committed the same criminal acts in 12 other states
Okay, what we're gonna do here today, Redman
If you wanna bring some of that unnecessary anger out your system
But I can't do it alone so what I need you to do is co-operate, okay?
Nod your head up and down for yes, and side to side for no

(w.. f.. d.. s..) aiyyo, aiyyo check this out man
Hah, aiyyo hah-hah
Aiyyo aiyyo, hah-hah
Nahnah, aiyyo, aiyyo
Damn
I'm the bomb, ringin off all types alarms
My palms, be swift with the pen like lynn swann's
Aggravated assault, against an mc

Verse One:

Aiyyo, I got a slight problem I smoke weed too much
Knees buckle the -uck up when I'm splittin my dutch
Back up back up! Ain't nobody hittin for free
It's just E Doubl-E, Keith Murray, and me
It cost twenty if you're down with it

Aiyyo yo f*** that
Aiyyo I gotta find my motherf***in' mojo
Aiyyo Reggie Noble, aiyyo Reggie Noble come here n****
Aiyyo start it off while I tell you how it went down
Yo, yo

Put the drop down, get your smoke on
Get your feel on, are you feeling?

Gilla House
Let’s go

I smoke purp to the hay
Smoke hays to the cheese
Smoke cheese to the cush
Smoke cush to the sour deezal
And I ain’t feeling anything

The motherfuckin saga continues..

[Intro]

Yeah, turn me up some on the mic some (1, 2, 1, 2...)

Yeah, Turn it down overall in the headphones