[Erick Sermon] Check it out I pull up to your bumper, with somethin funky Yeah, somethin stronger than brass monkey With the flavor I be kickin, dope
Like my horoscope, a Sagittarius, no joke Word, the rappin dynamite, quick to blow like Mike Who am I? (E.D.) Right, right Can you believe it, even Stevie Wonder couldn´t see it I´m catchin wreck so beat it Yo I contour my lines, to freak a funky rhyme to fit you like a pair of Calvin Kleins Mad brother with distinction, keep the girls blinkin and have the homeboys thinkin I´m the man of hour, of the hour I found He-Man, jacked him for his power (gimme that) Now I carry a sword, attached by a live cord Oh my lord!
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Watch me do it up like this.. {"like this.." -> Slick Rick} Watch me do it up like that.. {"like.. like.."}
[Erick Sermon] Yeah, E´s real dope (word?) Yes indeed No one can stop me, ask Apollo Creed I pack a punch cause my crew runs deep like the Brady Bunch, and we all smoke the blunts (Word em up now) I get raw, raw like a fish market Mics I spark it, with the funky target You must trust me, and stop tryin to bug me with the one-two, before I rush you and crush you I´m on a mission, like a church group called Commission
Word-gifted, keep the crowd uplifted (yea yea) E Double, a nigga standin tall Rockin the microphone "for all of y´all" Word up, live on your station Gettin mad crowd participation, when I´m rockin the nation Don´t forget, I´m still cock diesel Hoes be on me like the measles
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[Erick Sermon] Oh no it´s the _End of the Road_ Oh my God like Wanye, today was a good day Word, ooh yah, I rip the mic to shreds Enough lyrical food to keep the Ethiopians fed Word em up {*pulls on a joint*} I inhale from the K.D. Posse, two of my homegirls
When I rock the mic and get freaky and nasty People in the industry seldom ask me Whassup, whassup, whassup wit you E, ask Eddie Murphy (yea yea) Don´t forget, to reach for the stars Cause I´m past that, I´m reachin for Mars, so peace to all those true human beings Hehehehe, I see you in the coliseums
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"This is MY MOTHERFUCKIN HOUSE!!" -> Run of Run-D.M.C. "This is MY MOTHERFUCKIN HOUSE!!" -> Run of Run-D.M.C. "This is MY MOTHERFUCKIN HOUSE!!" -> Run of Run-D.M.C. "This is MY MOTHERFUCKIN HOUSE!!" -> Run of Run-D.M.C.