EPMD

Yo, yo-yo, yo Aiyyo this here's procedure, rock MC's durin' my leisure Time I spend to do 'em in The sound pumps hard and runs right through ya When it hits, it reacts like a airbag to ya Some flip to it, small kids might skip to it And jail cats get

Chorus: busta rhymes Rewind... Heal up, real up, bring it back, come rewind... [erick sermon] Now about to wreck shop is the man wit the plan Godamn, yo, watch me slam Taking the bassline, freaking my lines Squeezing my reebox's pumps and kriss kross

PMD Y-yo Won't you do a me a favor? Yo, chill with the bitch and I'll hook you up later Jane, Jane Ha hah Oh, what a nice name Looked her up and down, said, "Hmm, I'll take her" PMD Yo Won't you do a me a favor? Chill with the bitch and I'll hoo

[erick sermon] Yo, what's up pmd? [pmd] Ayo coolin man, done with this album, about to take it up to leon Wills, see what they say. [e] hold up man, we ain't bringing nothing up until I diss this girl, man. [p] aw, you ain't going to go into that jan

[parrish smith] Sick em champ... Well I have a new dance, that you all must learn You may have seen the pee-wee herman but it's had it's turn Now this brand new dance, I know you not with it You might break your neck, to really try to get it If you s

What's up wit' that homegirl, why you frontin' My raggamuffin', c'mon, help me wit' somethin' You like me, I can tell by your wicked actions I wanna rock wit' you like Michael Jackson Erick, what slow down, baby You're not Seal, so why you actin' cra

Ah yeah it's the home of the microphone master Houdini I'm dope some don't believe me Unless I stress and bust a cap from steel Aim for the dome show em that I'm real hardcore The underground rapper who's wrecking I pack a Smith and Wesson on my righ

Brothers things done got too far gone (Tell 'em 'bout it) We got ta let the girls know what they gotta do for us Oh, what the heck, let's get married and have a son named Erick No big deal, no sweat, I was in for a big surprise And when I saw the jud

The year is 2000, all the real motherfuckers left PMD, Def Squad and Hit Squad and the virus I'll tell you who I be (Check it) This is Erick Sermon, one of God's children of billions With more Hype than Williams Maintain millions so when the world ge

[erick sermon] Epmd Erick and parrish millenium ducats Squadron, uh-huh .. [dj scratch] .. [erick sermon] Hah, let me introduce my dj, scratch the black balboa I'm erick sermon, the dope rhyme blower My dj scratchatori, interesting like, war stories

And you don't quit Yeah, pioneers one time (One time, two times) Yeah, Erick Sermon boy Yeah, we rap, where you at? (Mic check) Check this out Aiyyo, who wanna step up and get their cranium cracked From my man, Louis, from the Ville, Slugger baseball

[parrish smith] Relax while I tax, or you can just max It really doesn't matter, just stay the hell back Poppin much junk, now the time has arose-n I pick your card and your name has been chosen Not all about ? line-opin? or the stick up scene "let i

Rap is outta control Hey, hey rap, rap, wait what, wait Rap is outta control Yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah Erick and Parrish, Busta Bus, check it This is one of my favorites Aight? So check it, check it Yeah, outta control F're

(Erick Sermon) Erick Sermon's in the house Let's get up, let's get down Roll wit the hardcore funk, the hardcore sound Let's get wit this, mackadocious funk material So simple, when I rock wit the instrumental Who am I (E-D the Green Eyed Bandit) Con

Mm-hmm, hold me down, hold me down, hold me down Ah yeah yeah hold me down, yeah, hold me down Word up, ye-yeah, a-yeh, to hold me down, hold me down Word to, everybody that, hold me down, yo, what? Aiyyo P back me up now, hold me down While I go aro

Chill, chill, chill, chill Chill, chill, chill, chill Chill, chill, chill, chill Chill, chill, chill, chill Chill, chill, chill, chill Chill, chill, chill, chill Chill, chill, chill, chill Chill, chill, chill, chill, yeah Equipped with the rap microc

U got shot, 'cause you knock, knock, knocked Who's there? Another motherfuckin' hardrock Whoa ho hoh, let me like slow up with the flow Introducing, yo, fuck that nigga's name If you wanna step to my motherfuckin' rep Chk chk, blaow, blaow, blaow, bl

Slow down baby Cause you can get rugged, tough, hard like P Tried to play my man but you couldn't touch me You faggot, no comp' rapper on a quest To get your head flown boy, you must be loc' on sess Cause many often wonder is M.D. paid You're God dam

Yeah, Erick Sermon, EPMD, yeah, check it Redman, Method Man, Lady Luck, Def Jam Erick and Parrish Millenium Ducats Hold me down, hold me down Yo, I grab the mic and grip it hard like it's my last time to shine I want the chrome and the cream so I put

DJ Clue F/ EPMD, Redman, Keith Murray Miscellaneous It's My Thang '99 [Keith Murray] (DJ Clue) Yeah, what up, yo it's Mr. Keith Murray The Lyrical Lexicon, the matador metaphor (NEW SHIT) Wit my niggas Redman and the EPMD, the Squadron (It's My Thing