Try to answer to the master or the MC rap God is no On the lyric, its hard to be I knew I was the man with the plan To make you and jiggle, like gelatin think while I sink, into the brain structure (don't sleep on the e) you see, something rupture I take time for me to blow your mind Take a second to wreck it you're dumb and blind So lounge, cause you're a MC clown Go join the circus, EPMD in
Total chaos, no mass so hypnotizing known to cause an illusion Like a magician, who pulls a out a hat, son I pull them all a .44 magnum MC freeze stop and listen, and try to imagine Its traveling the speed of light, but everything's Is frightening, plus the thought you You now dimension, called the twilight zone terrified, plus you cant bear the thought You and I one-on-one, in the land of the You to shiver, but then you scream, my friend Yo wake up muttley, you're dreaming again But next I'm on the scene, do not try to diss us Keep your mouth shut sucker duck, because I'm business
This is the rap season, where the e starts Girls around the world no to be skeezing I roll I stroll, cool always pack a tool Just in case, a brother acts a Ive got the energy, to put the in the frenzy Put it in shock when I rock, give it up I'm not sure I don't bore when I'm on the dance floor (get busy, boy) like you never saw Rhyme flow, good to go, after the show, Ill your hoe, boy (Yo, you sniff ), hell no! I got my life ahead of me, no time to be sniffing And my parents out, then they start riffing So I stay, a-okay, cause I'm the e, the
MC's look me in my face, their eyes get weak Pulse rate descends, rate increases Its like me up, scotty, I control your body I'm as deadly as aids when its to rock a party And all due respect, when I say mic Let a sucker slide once, then I his neck So I say jump, you reply, how high? Because I'm no prisoners, so don't play hero and die you're a soldier, and I'm a green beret I do not think twice about the MC's I So if you want to battle, I highly recommend your dog, mom, and dad, because I'm strictly business
Yo yo, you're picking on that four-leaf clover? Bring in the sandman, sucker, because its My name is Sermon and I'm back again I see the heads still turning and my friends They smile in my face, my back they talk trash Mad and stuff, because they don't cash the e-double, or the PMD He a corvette, I drive a samurai Suzuki I'm a locksmith, with the key to Never high on myself, always the same a lot because I'm hot, like a horse I trot Around the track and back, no, I'm not
Well I'm the mellow, the fellow, the one who to say hello To a fly girl that is to go With the slow tempo, and the rhyme flow when I am in action, there is no time for maxing Or relaxing, just and reacting On a sucker MC who mouth keeps on and flapping I my cool, then Ill start slapping and smacking You wanna roll? then Albee start jacking and No to lounge, I'm packing and strapping At my point of attack I soar at you an eagle I'm the sheriff, and biting is So next time I'm in town, I recommend this You to chill, because I'm strictly business