EPMD.. Def Jam.. blazin..

 Check it  uh huh  YO
 It's E Dub on the microphone
 My style be Elektra  I'm the male Syl Rhome
 Homes  walk around with forty four chrome
 on safety  spike the mic in the endzone
 This here ain't the average shit  you used to
 Front  and automatic rounds  will shoot you
 So knock it off  like Biggie Smalls said Duke you soft
 Why you wanna fuck with the boss?

 [Parrish Smith]
 Where should I start? Breakin MC's or shatterin charts?
 It's Diablo, PMD Mic Doc with the purple heart
 The go-getter, getter, get wit 'er, hit 'er-split 'er
 Front and back, and if she wit it, straight in the shitter
 So heidi heidi heidi hydro, pack gats and ammo
  Funky Piano , van like the fuckin ?tano?
 with more cheese than Lambeau, more heat than Rambo
 Break down dismantle when I scramble

 Chorus: Erick Sermon (Parrish Smith) *repeat 2X*

 I just get down, and I go for mines
 Say check 1, 2 -- and run down the line
 (Inclined to shine) with techs and (forty-four mags and nines)
 Don't get too close because you might get shot

 [Erick Sermon]
 Uhh, yo, ey, and yo
 EPMD, fuckin with us is bad news
 Me and you got different views
 What you might say is dope, I say's not
 What I might call wack, you'll call hot
 The best thing for you, is to think and hope
 or get choked, and hung with  The Velvet Rope
 Cause you too theatrical, mess around
 and end up smackin you, jackin you, attackin you

 [Parrish Smith]
 That's why it's crucial, so stay neutral to collect the cash
 double beaucoup, just rippin up mics, is what my crew do
 Whatever suits you, pull out the burner, fuck the shoot through
 roadblocks and smear campaigns, with the two-two
 or tech nine, that'll chew, through your waistline
 I'm accurate, don't waste mine, spit on bassline
 Run with the unseen potential to be on Dateline
 I don't fake mine, you blaze crazy, while I pace mine

 [Erick Sermon]
 Yeah, now why y'all wanna mess with the vets?
 We've been doin this shit, since _Dear Yvette_, check
 I make shit that make you wanna smack your producer
 and ice grill him, and make you wanna kill him dead
 and walk around leakin, in the bed for the weekend
 for playin with the last Mohican
 ?Madi gon? - that's fuck you in Puerto Rican
 Keep quiet when you hear grown men speakin

 [Parrish Smith]
 Or get smacked, this ain't no game, the shit is serious
 Delerious, that's how we leave cats and niggaz curious
 The true legend, got caught shit you better call Kevin
 Big like Dog 40 and the Dutch from the 7-11
 I'm danger like Norris the Texas Ranger
 The mic strangler, PMD, the fuckin _Head Banger_
 Mo' skills fo' real for them cats that kill
 Pump a nine on the reg behind penetentiary steel

 Chorus