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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 uh huh, yeah

You

sermon]
Yo, in the y2k, my chips be micro,
Me and d reap the benefit
Cars, girls, jewels,
Next it'll be old, we get rid of it
Yeah like that, we knock 'em out the box yo
Money's deep the gold at fort knox yo
Rhyme killer, kill an iller rhyme with no
At you trick a your crew (blao!)
You're mad now huh? you can't me
Now watch when I'm recieving a
A soul train 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
Wicked like the of ouija
When I step in the things change
Everything stops like ya freeze
mad hot now, gettin ready to boil
(rick the ruler!) me, the mc royal

[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 which I've got
That I everyday, and why, why not?

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

(chorus)