[Erick Knick patty whack give a dog a bone Yo, don't him nothing but a microphone Don't stop, I'm not yet You said I'm not the E, you make a bet? this: Lounge, you in the danger zone I figured you would, now me alone You and you wish on a four-leaf clover To be the E double E and over intrigued by the way I do my thing (Do what?) Pick up the mic high and make it
I the capability to rap and chill Cold wax and tax who tend to act ill It's a Diggum Smack Smack me and I'll smack you I get goosebumps the bassline thumps A MC arrives, now it's time for lunch When I'm cooling on the scene, I notice one I'm not Bounce, so sucker cling I myself better than average Yo, I rock the mic like a beast savage
[Erick I'm in the state, I can't concentrate I a move like chess, and then I yell "checkmate" You why I get zanier and zanier? Because of mania When I walk through the I can see heads turning I hear saying "That's Erick Sermon" Not only from the women, but the men You know what? It good, my friend
I'm the P double E, the of Manilla known as the MC cold killer PMD cold keeps the place And if not then we like we owe you something lotto, you have to be in it to win it But if the beat is fresh then Diamond J will it If J spin it, then it has to be To make you until there's no one left
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Sermon] Praying like a prey when the fox in I smell blood, no for maxing in the green, my back is arc Plus you in trouble it's after dark My close like Steve Austin, I got you in the square I won't let you run, nah, that fair So I my visions until I can spot him him by the neck and say "Hmmm I got him"
Whenever MC's, you're in your head My rhymes are plus they haven't been fed The of elimination is quite simple Let you grow like a blackhead and pop you a pimple Slice you like lettuce, toss you a salad Revoke your MC if your rhymes ain't valid As we go on, MC's sound wacker Like a parrot says "Polly a cracker"
[Erick It was a record test, nothing we can't At the house had the mics on the mantle at the DJ and said "May I?" Lit it up like the 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 shut up and listen and learn my son
Absorb that ass like Bounty, the quicker picker To tell you up front, you're nothing but a The style we're using, no copastetic You try to bite and yet pathetic my rhymes like a taylor, floatin' like a sailor As the P gets stronger, MC's get Not bragging or protagging, not fagging MC's surrender, the flags and Give up the because the signs are vital I a voice tuned at a slow and swift idle
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Sermon] I need a man meal sandwich, yes I need I feel good, now it's to do damage I feel like balanced, you know I mean? Wanna rhyme one time, to release the When I grab the mic I get dramatic an actor You why I get over? I'm the master I do a show, pack it in til clamming up Look for the microphone jam it up
You said you see me jamming in New Tech You got one fella, you deserve a check How did you know, you must been jocking How do you the places I be rocking? Don't follow me fella, every that I make I'm hostile now so I'll give you a Well search upon me but don't go past the Here's a card and on the back is my fan club
[Erick There's two things to check out in the words that I'm listen to the good time playing Bro is bad, the strings he's rhyme after rhyme, watch MC's duck and
MC's, the countdown You look tired, can you go the If you can, slap 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 the truth I'm a born trooper
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