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* sermon (of epmd)

[e]
Uh, and you don't stop yeah
Uh huh yeah ha ha

rick]
You know what I'm sayin so I
(rick d)

Uh huh,
Big brown uh huh,

You

sermon]
Yo, in the y2k, my chips be micro,
Me and rick d the benefit
Cars, girls, jewels,
Next year be old, we get rid of it
Yeah that, yeah we knock 'em out the box yo
Money's like the gold at fort knox yo
Rhyme killer, kill an rhyme with no effort
At you trick a your crew (blao!)
You're mad now huh? you stand me
Now when I'm recieving a grammy
A soul when I'm getting a sammy
junior award, fans applaud
For me, onasis, top dog
The folder, I'm like don king's promoter
Ya'll can't see me I'm ariborne type
like the board of ouija
When I step in the things change
Everything like ya freeze frame
It's mad hot now, ready to boil
(rick the ruler!) me, the mc grand

[erick
E. R.,
I,
C, or careless
K, for the that I got
I rock everyday, and why, why not?
[slick
R,
I,
C, or careless
K, for the kangol's which got
That I wear everyday, and why, why

rick]
Emotion and in the scope
When the paw on the button on my brand new garage door opener
"ungh", as the double r rips through the
Even 7 day advents scream "that butter!"
You best remember the skipper
Remember who made girl's joint drop so it popped the zipper
on no boozin confusion
Even ghosts like "ruler I'm of you son"
As I lean and dip, dream might a bit odd
Light's just turned red turn for rick (ya know)
On a deagon(? ) with the stuff in there
Till the signs on the start to wop when I pass them (ohhh)
Mad boigee funk bed(? ) I fend chrome
Almost another rose have an accident
(the wildin) ladidadi -? - stylin
On his way to see green eyed on the island

(chorus)