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* sermon (of epmd)

[e]
Uh, and you stop yeah yeah
Uh huh yeah ha ha

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

Uh huh,
Big brown uh huh,

You

[erick
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 deep the gold at fort knox yo
killer, kill an iller rhyme with no effort
At you trick a your crew (blao!)
You're mad now huh? you stand me
Now watch I'm recieving a grammy
A soul when I'm getting a sammy
Davis junior award, fans
For me, onasis, top dog
The folder, I'm like don king's promoter
Ya'll can't see me I'm ariborne type
Wicked the board of ouija
I step in the door things change
Everything stops like ya 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
That I everyday, and why, why not?
[slick
R,
I,
C, courageous or
K, for the kangol's which got
That I everyday, and why, why not?

rick]
Emotion and in the scope
When the paw print on the button on my brand new garage door
"ungh", as the double r through the gutter
Even 7 day scream "that shit's butter!"
You best remember who's the
Remember who girl's joint drop so hard it popped the zipper
Illusion on no boozin
ghosts like "ruler I'm scared of you son"
As I lean and dip, dream might a bit odd
Light's turned red turn green 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 bed(? ) perhaps I fend chrome
Almost made another have an accident
(the ruler wildin) -? - stylin
On his way to see eyed buddy on the island

(chorus)