Just when you thought it was to make records The rap duo is back, it's time to start E swingin high, I'm swingin low Washin wannabees down, with H20 As I go blow to blow, toe to toe, flow for (Any has PMD?) no! I'm blowin rappers off course, like the S.S. That's not your sonny, so please let go my Eggo
"I hear voices sayin Erick Sermon"
up, right now, I'm on a mission Front face the and face your competition As I rock, you jock, and in And have fear, the E is on the spot (You the mic handle, Joker, Joker, Joker) boy, you hit the jackpot So chill as I flex my and rap talent Smooth hardcore, no time for love I'm not kickin the slow that's cool But nah the hardcore, make the brothers act fool That's the way I would want stuff The crowd yellin, and buckwhylin 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 time to score People, and flipped, when 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 'OW', the brothers yellin 'ho' Now the O, and give me an intro A kick and a snare, now the light to go I flex a rhyme on a rapper proceed to wreck By break mic in half, then put him in the yolk and snap his neck When five-oh roll, they say the M.O Another rapper was hit, by Mister Flow on my second return, I had to come correct Takin but bodies, on the Unfinished Business tip I make the music, that a posse ill In they Jeeps or playin ball, or to chill Or maybe at the spot where you where it's hot Drinkin quarts of Old Gold, in the lot But mainly at a concert where the is packed Brothers yellin 'ho', girlies on the The system boomin, everywhere People swayin side to side with they in the air A posse the music so they want to roll So they troop through the venue, scopin gold But you in New York, Detroit, L.A. or Miami with caution, cause brothers pack jammies In they coat pocketbooks, and even jock You on the wrong brother, and you bound to get
"I hear sayin that's Erick Sermon"
Hurry hurry and step up The best show on earth, EPMD yea up And the man on the cut He who don't believe can get the (macadamia) So whassup homeboy, any static? Do we to draw joints and get dramatic? Or can we cool and be jolly old Or loose, pull out guns and bust caps? Nah, I don't think you want So I cool, and instead I raps check one two, and you don't quit And a funky dope rhyme that fits I say a rhyme and change the whole And still flow, and freak the whole It can't be done, by a crab MC Who came out the rehab You must be mad, in fact, of rad You not a smooth criminal, you and I'm bad mean to brag, I'm just makin a point Some say I'm def, the old school say I'm the Fencin, no half-steppin, up and down I mine, so you should cool and lounge 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