[Erick Knick knack patty whack a dog a bone Yo, don't him nothing but a microphone Don't stop, I'm not yet You I'm not the E, you wanna make a bet? this: Lounge, you in the danger zone I figured you would, now leave me You pick and you wish on a four-leaf To be the E double E and over intrigued by the way I do my thing (Do what?) Pick up the mic and make it swing
I the capability to rap and chill wax and tax MC's who tend to act ill It's like a Diggum Smack me and I'll smack you I get when the bassline thumps A sucker MC arrives, now time for lunch When I'm cooling on the scene, I one thing I'm not Bounce, so MC's cling I consider myself than average Yo, I rock the mic like a wild savage
[Erick I'm in the state, I can't concentrate I make a move like chess, and I yell "checkmate" You why I get zanier and zanier? of EPMD mania When I walk through the I can see heads turning I hear voices "That's Erick Sermon" Not only the women, but from the men You what? It feels good, my friend
I'm the P double E, the Thrilla of Better known as the MC killer PMD cold keeps the place And if not then we feel we owe you something Like lotto, you to be in it to win it But if the beat is fresh then Diamond J will it If J spin it, it has to be fresh To make you dance until no one left
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Sermon] Praying like a prey the fox in action I smell blood, no time for Camoflauge in the green, my is arc you in trouble cause it's after dark My eyes close Steve Austin, I got you in the square I won't let you run, nah, that fair So I clear my until I can spot him him by the neck and say "Hmmm I got him"
Whenever MC's, you're in over head My rhymes are hungry plus they been fed The of elimination is quite simple Let you grow like a blackhead and pop you like a Slice you like lettuce, you like a salad Revoke your MC license if your rhymes ain't As we go on, sucker sound wacker a parrot says "Polly want a cracker"
Sermon] It was a record test, we can't handle At the they had the mics on the mantle at the DJ and said "May I?" Lit it up the Fourth of July Because I float like a butterfly, like a bee Woah, I'm the E of I have a strong point of view on the way run Just up and listen and learn my son
Absorb that ass like Bounty, the quicker picker To tell you up front, you're but a sucker The style using, no doubt copastetic You try to bite and yet sound my rhymes like a taylor, floatin' like a sailor As the P stronger, MC's get staler Not or protagging, surely not fagging MC's surrender, the flags and Give up the titles because the are vital I keep a voice tuned at a slow and idle
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Sermon] I need a man sandwich, yes I need Manwich I good, now it's time to do damage I feel like balanced, you know I mean? Wanna rhyme one time, to release the I grab the mic I get dramatic like an actor You why I get over? I'm the master I do a show, it in til it's clamming up for the microphone then jam it up
You said you see me in New York Tech You got one fella, you deserve a check How did you know, you must been jocking How do you know the places I be Don't follow me fella, every that I make I'm hostile now so I'll you a break Well search upon me but don't go past the Here's a and on the back is my fan club digits
Sermon] There's two to check out in the words that I'm saying Plus listen to the good time Bro is bad, the strings he's Fire after rhyme, watch MC's duck and
MC's, the final You look tired, can you go the If you can, I'll your hand and give you credit And if not, I'll around and say "Forget it"
Sermon] People say that I'm a pooper To tell the truth I'm a born
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