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It's like y'all, it's like that y'all
It's like y'all, it's like that y'all
It's like y'all, it's like that y'all

This is the year for the barbaric an' the cats skills
with the hoodie, fuck keepin' it real
While you was pissin' in your bed, we was makin' a
Got up with Erick Sermon, dropped 'You 2 Chill'

Then niggaz bugged, turned hardcore B boy, slash
Givin' love, with fake hugs, to fake thugs
With fake mugs, they mouth with the place bugged
An' a slug an' no one see nothin' but mask an' gloves

Ayyo, likewise, I in strong with no disguise
Ruthless, it's me, transformed, I'm
Past the of rockin' the joint
I'm the spot, wreckin' the scene with my team

NFL, 'Niggaz for life', so that
I see a few clowns, so where's the at?
Me an' my boys are ready, aim that an' hold it
For who dream, believe, I'm Freddie

Now yo, if you got more dollars in your
Put a peace sign in the air if you the South Bronx
An' let me hear you say, "Hell yeah", hell
Say, "Hell yeah", yeah

Ayyo, I grab the mic an' strike, explode an'
Off the head, reminiscin' about some last night
No dough in the pocket but that alright
An' these fagots stress me, so I keep my shit tight

Who am I? The cat to put ass on standby
Fuck your sister, then chill you, then tell her man,"Hi"
start stalkin', three point shot like Hershey Hawkins
Takin' it back to the Seventy-Sixers like Dawkins

Yo, I come camouflaged with the Squadron entourage
Lookin' like ghetto
EPMD's the name, no mistakin'
I rob you for all you got an' keep

The blah blah off like a wild Jamaican
Earthquakin' an' the situation
Yes, on the scene, the duo,
Lettin' off, ruckus in five boroughs

Yo, this shout out goes to
You know I'm sayin? On [Incomprehensible] Avenue
Newport Squadron
EPMD, you know what I'm

To the Posse, somebody just say
"Make money, money, money, money, money"
Make money, money, money, money, money
Everybody say, "Make money, money, money, money, money"
money, money, make money, money, money

Yo, who grabs the mic an' spit flows while you low?
I'm high off the endo, but straight up, you gets no though
I to ill, pop corks an' watch the Mo' spill
dollar bills dippin' po nine while my niggaz chill

Yo, yo, yo, P chill, chill,
Niggaz is in fightin' B
Yo, lounge out man, goddamn, niggaz is always fuckin' up
Just put shit on they can dance to then