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* erick (of epmd)

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

rick]
You know what I'm 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 reap the
Cars, girls, jewels,
Next year be old, we get rid of it
Yeah like that, we knock 'em out the box yo
Money's like the gold at fort knox yo
killer, kill an iller rhyme with no effort
At you trick a hole your (blao!)
mad now huh? you can't stand me
Now when I'm recieving a grammy
A soul train when I'm getting a
Davis junior award, fans
For me, onasis, top dog
The folder, I'm like don king's promoter
Ya'll see me I'm ariborne type tuskeegee
Wicked like the board of
I step in the door 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, courageous or
K, for the kani's I got
I rock everyday, and why, why not?
[slick
R,
I,
C, courageous or
K, for the kangol's I've 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 door opener
"ungh", as the r rips through the gutter
Even 7 day scream "that shit's butter!"
You best remember who's the
Remember who made girl's joint drop so hard it popped the
Illusion on no confusion
Even ghosts "ruler I'm scared of you son"
As I lean and dip, dream seem a bit odd
Light's just turned red turn green for (ya know)
On a deagon(? ) with the stuff in blastin
Till the on the highway start to wop when I pass them (ohhh)
Mad boigee funk bed(? ) perhaps I chrome
Almost another rose have an accident
(the wildin) ladidadi -? - stylin
On his way to see green eyed buddy on the

(chorus)