Just when you thought it was safe to make The rap duo is back, it's time to start E Double high, I'm swingin low Washin down, with some H20 As I go to blow, toe to toe, flow for flow (Any has PMD?) no! I'm blowin rappers off course, the S.S. Minnow That's not your sonny, so please let go my Eggo
"I hear voices sayin that's Sermon"
Straight up, now, I'm on a mission Front face the and face your competition As I rock, you jock, and in And fear, when the E is on the spot (You the mic handle, Joker, Joker, Joker) boy, you hit the jackpot So chill as I my skill and rap talent Smooth hardcore, no time for ballads I'm not kickin the slow jams that's But nah the hardcore, that the brothers act fool the way I would want stuff lookin The crowd yellin, and like Brooklyn boy
"EPMD is in town" No at all boy "Strictly necks!" "EPMD is in town" No at all boy "Strictly necks!"
Welcome, and all Crab tried to diss, now it's to score People, tripped and flipped, we splurged our gift To get paid off what we made, and uplift A new way to sway, or should I say To keep the ladies screamin 'OW', the yellin 'ho' Now hold the O, and me an intro A and a snare, now the green light to go I flex a on a rapper then proceed to wreck By break this mic in half, then put him in the yolk and his neck When five-oh roll, they say the M.O Another rapper was hit, by Mister Slow on my second return, I had to come correct Takin but bodies, on the Unfinished Business tip I the music, that makes a posse ill In they Jeeps or playin ball, or to chill Or maybe at the spot where you where it's hot quarts of Old Gold, in the parkin lot But at a concert where the place is packed Brothers yellin 'ho', on the bozack The boomin, smoke everywhere People swayin to side with they hands in the air A posse digs the music so want to roll So troop through the venue, scopin everyone's gold But whether you in New York, Detroit, L.A. or Approach with caution, cause brothers pack In coat pocketbooks, and even they jock You on the wrong brother, and you bound to get
"I hear voices that's Erick Sermon"
Hurry hurry and right up The best show on earth, yea word up And the man on the cut He who believe can get the (macadamia) NUTS So homeboy, there's any static? Do we have to joints and get dramatic? Or can we cool and be old chaps Or loose, pull out guns and bust caps? Nah, I don't you want that So I cool, and instead I bust Like check one two, and you quit And match a funky dope rhyme fits I say a rhyme and the whole subject And still flow, and freak the public It be done, especially by a crab MC Who came out the rehab You must be mad, in fact, of rad You not a criminal, you soft and I'm bad Don't mean to brag, I'm just makin a Some say I'm def, the old school say I'm the Fencin, no half-steppin, up and down I gets mine, so you should cool and when
"EPMD is in town" No at all boy "Strictly necks!" "EPMD is in town" No at all boy "Strictly necks!"
SCSU! EPMD's in Snappin necks n checks