.Well it's that brother coming six billion feet from beneath
And you should be peep-in how I get smoked-out on the weekend
I swing it to my crew or down to my fans
Schoolin' hell of stackas like final exams
Cause, it's the Funkadelic, hit you with the irrelevant
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