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[Foreign Content]Chewbacca's not here I'ma do it for your circumcised

Niggaz don't realize my format is a palm spectrum

To damage any rectum

This is the real dinosaur funk which permitted G-Funk

To play anally through the trunk a digital masterWas given to Sam Cooke and Jimmy Castor

Kurt Cobain was here but Doc Oc' has Novacaine

Theoretically keepin' puppies and the pedigree

Small fetus brought Santa Claus to greet usRappers know I'm equipped with Clorox

And chemicals that'll burn off your lip

Intestines investments hide money in your stomach

Who can stop Pepto Bismol?Only a Gremlin eatin' in Larry Parker like Gizmo

As Dr. Octagonecologyst girls open legs for beer kegs

French toast and herbs were covered with giant eggsLivin' small, people unequal challenge my thoughts

No station or radio will understand

The perfect enzyme is me with your brain in my other hand

Suck my oil, yo Guido tell em[Foreign content]MP4, six spacecraft in the mix, kissin' Mary J. Blige

On Earth was quite normal

As Dr. Octagon, walkin' through a polygon

My first impression was to give patients a lessonWho's the best to put me to the test

I'll battle Ultra magnetic, my own self as well

Two mirrors in the clear, I'm floating deep in the atmosphere

Through Los Angeles heights I'll damage Hollywood lightsWoman know my sex computer condoms humpin' on Ampex

My number 2-7-5-49-69 disconnected my first black robot

Space connected while you listen to Keith Sweat meow

Your brain is caught up in a netTwo million thousand three billion wack records in the solar

The system's out of reach, niggaz try to preach

Why you tryin to act fly walkin' up Venice Beach?

Zapp, like Roger, my funk is powerful then TroutmanSeven years ago like California was token from Mexico

Who knows this magnum five can't scope this

A&R's will go crazy tryin' to find someone to duplicate Dr. Octagon

Yo chief administrator, suck my oil

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Equals, the levels, of nobody in this trauma

World of unconsciousness

Blackness and power, coming down through the urinalysis

Leaving hands with callouses right power

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