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 the master plan To make you and jiggle, like gelatin Just think while I sink, into the structure (don't sleep on the e) you see, something might I don't take for me to blow your mind Take a second to wreck it because you're and blind So just lounge, cause a MC clown Go the circus, EPMD in town
Total chaos, no mass Rhymes so hypnotizing known to cause an Like a magician, who pulls a out a hat, son I pull them all a .44 magnum MC freeze look and listen, and try to imagine Its traveling the speed of light, but motion Is frightening, the thought you alone You now enter dimension, called the zone You're terrified, plus you bear the thought You and I one-on-one, in the land of the You to shiver, but then you scream, my friend Yo up muttley, because 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 strictly
is the rap season, where the e starts pleasing Girls around the world no to be skeezing When I roll I stroll, cool always pack a in case, a brother acts a fool Ive got the energy, to put the in the frenzy Put it in shock I rock, give it up I'm not stingy sure I don't bore when I'm on the dance floor (get busy, boy) you never saw before flow, good to go, after the show, Ill pull your hoe, boy (Yo, you sniff ), hell no! I got my whole life ahead of me, no to be sniffing And my find out, then they start riffing So I stay, a-okay, I'm the e, the r-I-c-k
MC's look me in my face, then 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 time to a party And all due respect, I say mic check Let a sucker slide once, I break his neck So when I say jump, you reply, how Because I'm no prisoners, so don't play hero and die Cause you're a soldier, and I'm a beret I do not twice about the MC's I slay So if you want to battle, I recommend this Bring your dog, mom, and dad, I'm strictly business
Yo yo, you're still on that four-leaf clover? Bring in the sandman, sucker, its over My is Erick Sermon and I'm back again I see the heads still and my so-called friends They smile in my face, behind my back they trash Mad and stuff, because they have cash the e-double, or the PMD He drives a corvette, I a samurai Suzuki I'm a locksmith, the key to fame Never high on myself, stay the same Play a lot because I'm hot, like a horse I Around the and back, fatigued? no, I'm not
I'm the mellow, the fellow, the one who likes to say hello To a fly girl that is to go With the slow tempo, and the off-beat flow Cause I am in action, there is no time for maxing Or relaxing, just and reacting On a sucker MC who keeps on yapping and flapping I my cool, then Ill start slapping and smacking You wanna roll? then Albee start and capping No to lounge, I'm packing and strapping At my point of attack I soar at you an eagle I'm the sheriff, and is illegal So next time I'm in town, I highly this You gots to chill, I'm strictly business