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Erick Sermon, EPMD, it, M.O.P.
Erick and Parrish Ducats
me down, hold me down

Yo, I grab the mic and grip it hard like it's my last time to
I want the chrome and the so I put it down for mine
Ill cat, talk, slang New York
To break it down to straight English, the fuck you want?
me? You punk faggot crab MC
Get your shit broke in half for fuckin' with P
Aiyyo two, my style Brooklyn like the Zoo
Hey you, nigga, one more strike you through
is bi-dond, rock Esco, FUBU, and Phat Fi-darm
Every time I get my on, no doubt, I spark the gridiron
I step up and bless the track and spit a
We cool, no need for static, I strap tools

Next up! Yo I believe me
Yo, get on the mic and rock the

Yo P, time to rock, the I got, it reigns hot
necks snap back, like a slingshot
E hustle, and my way in
Then tussle for in, on my own with guns blazin'
Not for the fun of it, just for those who me to run it
Then leave them who done it?
Sucka duck, I do I feel right now
I spit the illest shit, cats be like, "Wow!"
Yo! I get looks when I'm in the
That's that nigga, makin' you smile with
It ain't my fault, my style Silkk enough to Shock ya
Hit you with the fifth, block-a
If I get caught you can bet I'll trial
Be swingin', M.O.P. style

Next up, yo I believe me
Yo get on the mic and rock the

Say hello to the Danze'll kick
Whenever tragic hit, It's E MO-PMD blastin'
Put in in this cold game, soldier, I use work as code name
Told ya, 'em up it's Soul Train and I give 'em the whole thing
My family has trained, to swat 'em if they blast it
Hit 'em and make 'em do a backflip
I'm donatin' a we have raised hell in midtown
And gunned down in traffic 'em what you sayin'
Get the before I tear your maggot ass flat
Boom, boom, they're

up
Yo I that's me
Fame! Get on the mic for the

For gettin' the real, straight from
Motherfuckers like Fame 'cause I'm not cream filled
I feel what I speak so I speak what I
and I will, reap and I kill
Motherfuck who know jump out a
up your back with a mac, uno, uno
Ghettoville nigga, I break all
Drink brews, out bitches, and piss on walls

This rap is a street game now, the game switched
Rappers are gettin' killed now with the same
I ain't no role model, kids don't follow
'Cause hit this bitch full throttle
The to raise up 5 O in your lobby
Rap is my relgion, yeah, is a hobby
Show love when you meet us, love when you greet us
Or the first family will come kill you with the