[Sen Dog]
Freak to tha funk
Freak to tha funk
Freak to tha funk
Freak to tha funk
[B-Real]
Let me see yo' hands up high
You and I, homie, don't see eye to eye
Why can't we all just hit a bong?
Or you can bring it on, just bring it on
It's that alley cat, back in ya speaker
Give it up for the number one funk freaker
As I kick the rhythm to the side of ya brain
Throw the funk up, the Buddha blood flowin' in ya veins
It's that Cypress Hill-at your will-light 'em up-flavor
See if you can find the last action nigga on the fader
Run ya jewels, run ya freak and ya mic tools
As I beat ya phuckin' ass out on the street
(Yeahh!) I'ma give you what you want
Poof! Sit back, it's a freak to tha funk
[Hook]
(I'm the freaker, the one that freaks the funk)[repeat]
Freak to tha funk, freak to tha funk, freak to tha funk
Freak to tha funk
Freak to tha funk, freak to tha funk, freak to tha funk
Freak-ehh
[Verse 2: Sen Dog]
I'm the individual with the bi- linguals
And I - freak this funk till the end, then I finish all
Cause I got them homies waiting in the frente
Down to take a ride and roll on some gente
You don't know me and you don't know my trigger
([B-Real]: In '95 you can't fuck with a nigga!)
Oh my god, look at these fools tryna act hard
Isn't it odd, that we pulled their card
Thirty-one flavors of funk, woe you
And ya neighbor when I hit the skunk
Bow down to the mad dog, dirty dog
Rollin' in on the funk like I'm on a hog
[Hook]
(I'm the freaker, the one that freaks the funk)[repeat throughout]
Freak to tha funk, freak to tha funk, freak to tha funk
Freak to tha funk
Freak to tha funk, freak to tha funk, freak to tha funk
Freak to tha funk
Freak to tha funk, freak to tha funk, freak to tha funk
Freak to tha funk
[Playing around with funk freaker/freak tha funk]
[Verse 3: B-Real]
You're lookin' at the Buddha master
With the funk to plaster
Up a punk ass nigga if I have to
Rollin' in the mind of the wicked
Slick and slide don't drive when I kick it
Whatcha wanna do, it's that way fool
I mean how you gonna do that, when you got no tools?
No skills, no funk, no feels
But still you wanna run up on the hill?
Let me give you what you deserve
Phuck the nigga with nerves in my party with no herb
Everybody want to hit the blunt, but nobody wanna share it
Tear it up - So I just keep on with my skunk
Now everybody wanna just freak tha funk
[Hook]
[Sen Dog]
First you find the funk, so you can freak the funk
And remember, there is never no funk that is unfreakable
You must freak every funk and style of funk
Funk, f-f-funk-a-funk-a-funk - you must freak it
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