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* sermon (of epmd)

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

[slick
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 d reap the benefit
Cars, girls, jewels,
year it'll 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 a hole your crew (blao!)
You're mad now you can't stand me
Now when I'm recieving a grammy
A train 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 tuskeegee
like the board of ouija
When I in the door things change
Everything stops like ya frame
It's mad hot now, gettin ready to
(rick the ruler!) me, the mc grand

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

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

(chorus)