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Looking for the 'skunk' that's what'cha want\n  Ya better, sit back and let the track flow\n  Like smoke in ya lungs from puffin' on the Indo\n  Rhythms upside ya brain, can ya hang, can maintain\n  Can ya feel the funk flowin' in ya veins\n  Get ya fix and ya bag of tricks\n  In the mix I got the stix and stones a few bricks\n  I'm gonna hit 'em high\n  He's gonna hit 'em low\n  Open up ya mind so that you can feel the flow\n  On, an' on till there all gone\n  Fools be runnin' but they won't last long\n  I'm the freaka\n  People always want to get what you got, no matter what\n  Can't take care of themselves in the big hunt\n  In the quest for the crown\n  An' the jewels, and the cheese\n  Motherfucker please\n  Enemies want to plot against me with envy in they hearts\n  But, I rip their sorry ass apart\n  In a minute, I can take ya to the limit\n  Temperature risen, nasal highzen\n  Comin' back in with the lows, for the fows\n  Fuckin' up egos, an' anybody, oppose\n  The number one 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With envy in there hearts\n  But I rip there sorry arse apart\n  In a minute I can take it to the limit\n  Tempreture rising now so highsing\n\n  Coming back in with the lows\n  For the fools\n  F*cking up beako's and any body for fools (anybody fools)\n  The number one skunk freaker\n  A cypress hill beaker (the cypress hill sleaker esse)\n  Blowing a hole in your speaker\n  You don't want to test the phero\n  The real one or the wedo\n  Slanging rythems to the ghetto\n  Ya best keep your arse in check (come on)\n  Little muther f*uckers that show respect\n  And what's next the big brown taking you down (and what's next)\n  How you feel when your sorry arse can't hang with the hill (with the hill)\n  (Little punk)\n\n  (I'm the freaker) x4\n  Can you feel the effects of the chocolate ties\n  Nobody even knows how I kick the flow\n  Slow down coz your coming up to fast\n  You might get smacked down\n  Coz you got no class\n  No code now i'm getting down the road\n  My shits the bomb to 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