Try to answer to the or the MC rap God is no joke On the lyric, its hard to be I knew I was the man with the master To make you and jiggle, like gelatin Just while I sink, into the brain structure (don't sleep on the e) you see, something might I take time for me to blow your mind Take a to wreck it because you're dumb and blind So just lounge, cause you're a MC Go join the circus, in town
chaos, no mass confusion Rhymes so known to cause an illusion Like a magician, who pulls a out a hat, son I pull them all like a .44 MC freeze stop and listen, and try to imagine Its the speed of light, but everything's motion Is frightening, plus the you alone You now enter dimension, the twilight zone You're terrified, you cant bear the thought You and I one-on-one, in the land of the You start to shiver, but 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 duck, because I'm strictly business
This is the rap season, the e starts pleasing Girls around the world no need to be When I roll I stroll, cool 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 Make sure I don't bore when I'm on the dance (get busy, boy) like you saw before Rhyme flow, good to go, after the show, Ill pull hoe, boy (Yo, you sniff ), hell no! I got my life ahead of me, no time to be sniffing And my find out, then they start riffing So I stay, a-okay, cause I'm the e, the
look me in my face, then their eyes get weak Pulse rate descends, rate increases Its like beam me up, scotty, I control your I'm as deadly as aids when its to rock a party And all due respect, I say mic check Let a sucker once, then I break his neck So when I say jump, you reply, how Because I'm taking no prisoners, so don't play 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 highly recommend your dog, mom, and dad, because I'm strictly business
Yo yo, still picking on that four-leaf clover? Bring in the sandman, sucker, its over My name is Erick Sermon and I'm back I see the heads still turning and my so-called They smile in my face, behind my back they talk Mad and stuff, because don't have cash the e-double, or the PMD He a corvette, I drive a samurai Suzuki I'm a locksmith, the key to fame Never high on myself, always stay the Play a lot because I'm hot, like a 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 that is good to go With the slow tempo, and the off-beat flow Cause when I am in action, there is no time for Or relaxing, subtracting and reacting On a MC who mouth keeps on yapping and flapping I lose my cool, then Ill start slapping and You wanna then Albee start jacking 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, because I'm business