Freak Out Lyrics - Singles - Erick Sermon

featuring Redman 

Intro:Ha ha ha ha. This is Doctor Trevis giving a phone call to y'all 

funky fuckers 

Erick Sermon: 

y'alll guess what the fuck is going on now 

Me and Reggie Noble making funk tunes around the global 

Cause times keeps on slippin' and I get the funk from the kitchen 

Then commits to ass whippin' there is no time for me to bust it 

So I'm a chill and let Red get into a fly poetic justice 

Redman: 

Yo, it's all in the mind and I'm high and I kick it for the do or die 

On 2 or 1 area code leavin' shit blown 

Funkadelic is the one to bring the preacher out the teacher 

When I feak 'em, oooh, yes y'all I got the mad method can you catch it? 

And if your ear is not tuned in then ajust it 

Erick Sermon: 

Breaker 1-9, breaker 1-9 representin' today 

Hey, Erick Sermons on the way 

Dre gave me a ride so I Gangsta Lean while DRS will put the smoke in my 

chest 

And if you understand me then escape and kick it 

While the E-Double gets wicked with your brain twisted 

It's going down, it's going way down 

Go get the 4 pound and boogie down 

Redman: 

Boogie woogie to boogie to band boogie to that 

My rap get mad dap on ass cracks and F it be on my ass cap 

Cause my funk rolls thicker than Bisquick 

If it's mixed with that same funky sticky shit I roll my splifs with 

I shot the sheriff on the terris 

And I kick the funk like these to have more off days than Ferris 

Just wrote these raps up in the studio 

Brothers can't tell and sisters can't hear me no (hear me hoe) 

Hook: 

E got the funk, Red got the funk, Red got the funk, E got the funk (x2) 

Erick Sermon: 

Someones knockin' at my door, yo Johnny Gill, I need the whole floor 

So I can get busy remember? And if you don't call Michael Jackson 

And don' be afraid to ask him, Erick Sermon got mad tunes 

No matter what they say, I got more props than Richard Bay 

The mind bogglin' with the hardcore followin' 

So what's up, cause I don't give a fuck 

Redman: 

Whoa, I make you sing with Tony Braxton 

I tear the shreads out of jams like stadiums when they packed in 

Back up boy you messin' with the rude bwoy yes I told ya 

I rock leather jacks with Tims, sweatpants one leg rolled up 

Hold up! This is a stick up, I spark the izm with ? like a bizcut 

1 and 2 skirts get lift up, E got the funk and Red got the funk 

Pop the trunk, I get blocks of funk to make victims say "That's the one!" 

Of coarse I'm funky like fat people having intercorse 

Basically the funk is stuck in your teeth so get the dental floss 

Oh oh, freak out, 20 I know 

But let me knock your teeth out 

When I was young I turned my tree house into a weed house 

And I'm deeper than Nostradomis, when I'm in chronic 

And I leave your kitty cats meowin' home made bondage (meow) 

Beeotch, trick, trick, beeotch 

Outro: 

Ha ha ha. This is Dr. Trevis comin' to y'all motherfuckers with some more 

raw shit. Def Squad represntitives. Def Squad forever, signin' off.