Q-tip - Funkorama lyrics

[Intro] 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 [Verse 1] My funk prognosis make my brains comatose One hundred percent funk runs bloodstreams through your nose I don't have to be Madonna, to make your eyes freeze Visine's for eyes when you smoke the Thai weed For this, you need a journalist scientist Keep your eye in this, funk cosmical, far from logical I blow the spot up in any hood and boondox Make the bully of the block move and get new locks Now who kicks that phenomical, astronomical? Uhh That's my nine in you; feelin' nauseous? That's my rhyme in you I swing funk like nunchucks, my game's d**h That's cool when I blind fools like Kareem Abdul Hot like Worchestire, sometimes I get more higher than Cheech My funk speech make words wear sun visors I'm gettin' down with the funk in your trunk Def Squad's in the house for *95* for all you punks [Hook 4X: Q-Tip] Coming down the block, man, loud as f** You would swear Redman was inside the trunk [Verse 2] Ahhh, I'm just as high as three pilled up motherf**ers Def Squad's in the house for *95* you s**ers Punks, y'all chumps, I blew the frame once, twice I'm dumb nice, I bring my worst lyrics to a gunfight The top notch, nah f** that, that notch's topped I'm off the meter, I make computer's catch amnesia I'm swifter than roller blades on Ice Capades I'm Fearless like Four plus I'm Kool like Aid My grammar, slam from here to York, Alabama I never pull my pants up, I'm nutty like Planters My style gets d**h like Row or Def like Jef Def like Jam or Squad, or Def like Lep One, two! Big up to my n***as on one-deuce That co*ks snaps and busts back at the boys in *blue* Rrrrrah! With weed for you! Who says I can't burn sh** up just like Lisa Lopes? I cause the ruckus, my area is f**ed up You better off calling them Power Ranger motherf**ers 'Cause Redman will bomb just like Saddam When I'm loose I'm worldwide like Triple F.A.T. Goose Heavily armed [Hook 8X: Q-Tip] Coming down the block, man, loud as f** You would swear Redman was inside the trunk