[E Double] JMJ combined with Grand.. Royal.. Nineteen ninety-three, ninety-four Word em up
[Joe Sinistr] Here we go, Joe Sinistr representin from the joint
Verse One: Erick Sermon
Yo yo, I pause for the cause I seen niggaz heads busted, someone pass the gauze This rhyme may affect the skull to a point and crash the membrane, so you should spark a joint *inhale* There I go and now it´s Showtime without
KiKi Shepherd, now the bitch feels neglected Check the memo, remember you listened to my demo; Yeah the one about the fuckin limo? Rewind because I´m pushed for time right now What where when how, my sound´s out there like Moscow I hear nuttin but the music, raw fusion No mass confusion or illusion Blink blink, blink so what you sayin? I´m not playin Hey man, yo I caught you playin So don´t be conspicous, cause you can´t get with this hardcore scientifical, far from typical My rap style, is dy-no-mite It make you wanna be like the E Double, and not like Mike Yo, bust my acoustics, SWING!
Deranged, when I rock the mic I feel strange Now back to our program, fuck Batman, bang bang Sound from the gat-man Let me quit it, cause I feel I have shitted and got mad niggaz widdit Joe Sinistr follows So y´all get my dick, until tomorrow
Chorus: Joe Sinistr
It´s the second payback, payback part II Yeah, it´s the second payback, the payback part II Uh-huh, yeah -- it´s the second payback, the payback part II Uh-huh, yeah -- it´s the second payback, payback part II It´s part II, uhh
Verse Two: Joe Sinistr
And while niggaz still arrested virgins, I rips it ill as Erick Sermon´s, we´s the ones usin the method slurrin So Joe Sinistr came through the armed recruit to blank crews My six will fix another one greedy FOREAL, let´s peel they hats back for deal slow And we´ll catch clown, with they pants down REAL LOW The screwball better work a RuPaul and switch fast or we´ll be in the cornfield, killin your bitch ass And Timb´s roam through bad bad odor but it is home Wild flex and more sex than Mad Cobra
So take it easy ?just to mash a kraut? mine´s the cheesiest And I´m sworn to keep their eyes on more than CBS I make the Funk Doobie turn to a process I mob just any nigga, I don´t care who he I still get doughs, takin off bitches Girbauds and lamp with Erick, a champ merit cause I flip foes See these screws loose, I repeat, Beetlejuice, Beetlejuice But stop there goes the third time with the cock-a-roach And I get more flows than Vic Tayback So kids, here come the second big payback
Chorus 1/2
Verse Three: Erick Sermon, Joe Sinistr
*tire squeeling sound* I return burnin rubber The black African brother, low key so call me undercover The funkster from the boonies I love Muhammad Ali, so FUCK Gerry Cooney Oops, can´t forget, under a roof from One Nation *rrraow* Crowd participation Shit, I´m so upset, I feel like snappin niggaz neck but I´ma chill and let Joe get wreck
My secret recipe put Pepsi on Diet´s, uh-huh The funk dog as I come low to piss on hydrants and howl at half moons and White Owls and mad tunes Live quite fowl, leavin Lifestyles in bitches bathrooms
I crack granite, and pack a mass transit it´s so weird My style is more Fear-ed than Black Planets And I fuck your shit, suck my dick for explicit I let clips at your name, pay rent in your brain And I gets wicked, wick-wick-wicked And keeps a full clip in case the bullets get evicted And now to twirl up the fat nigga, seek psychiatric I devour worlds and Galactus I gets mean troop, grabbin Christine around the block at sixteen, spittin the green pea soup And cock nines, when niggaz got slime, the only men puffin Nick Nick Nick´s- with -elodeon It´s Joe no diss cause the funk mist flow
Make a mess like Aunt Tess when she leaped off the sixth flo´ So straighten it out if your knock-kneed ´fore they draw chalk around the body