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* sermon (of epmd)

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

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

Uh huh,
Big brown uh huh,

You

[erick
Yo, in the y2k, my be micro, unlimited
Me and rick d reap the
Cars, girls, jewels,
year 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
killer, kill an iller rhyme with no effort
At you a hole your crew (blao!)
You're mad now huh? you can't me
Now watch I'm recieving a grammy
A soul train when I'm a sammy
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
like the board of ouija
When I in the door things change
Everything like ya freeze frame
mad hot now, gettin ready to boil
(rick the ruler!) me, the mc grand

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

[slick
and hope in the scope
When the paw print on the button on my brand new garage 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 it popped the zipper
on no boozin confusion
Even ghosts like "ruler I'm of you son"
As I and dip, dream 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 funk bed(? ) perhaps I fend chrome
Almost made another rose have an
(the ruler wildin) ladidadi -? -
On his way to see green eyed on the island

(chorus)