Erick Sermon

Erick Sermon - Tell Em lyrics

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You abou to come through right. (Yeah don't stress it.) You about to come
 through. (I got this check this out man.) You ain't gonna front on me (I
 ain't gonna front on niggas man.) Make sure man I'm tellin' you right now.
 (Check this out. What I'm about to do right now.) You gonna kick it word
 up. Ha

 Erick Sermon:
 Personal ggats I gots about 11  without weapons I swing more bats than K7
 Plus, I'm soup like Campbell without heaven
 Some rappers pack great big guns like Frank Drebbin
 In this century I uphold the crown, for bringin' Flavor In Ya Ear
 Plus I'm Gettin' Down, I manuver techniques for species of all kinds
 The third, yours and mine, introduction is in full effect
 I come with the mothership and some other shit
 Yeah all the way live like a concert
 The most respected brother, puttin' in some work

 Hook:
 Yeah if you got a crew you better tell em.
 E kicks rhymes from the cerebellum. Don't slip or you won't be around next
 year
 "Well heres a little something that needs to be heard." - Slick Rick

 Rosalyn:
 Check the poetry in motion, from this bom bazi smokin'
 Bitch that get you open, it's mess if you tangle with my tresses
 Cause I posses gifts that's wickeder than Hexas
 That explode on the scene be all means, I be flushing MC's like queens
 And none of y'all can see me, got more boom bom than Manzini
 Your style is strickly primi, and I stomp with the big dogs
 Off the wall with a crew that rough enough to Rush Limbaugh
 We stay, strapped, part of Packed Pistol Posse
 I represent through mind soul and body
 In any form I'm doin' work over beat breaks
 Now even cheap skates is peepin' my tape release date
 Word born, I'm comin' in like a swarm
 Then I'm gone before you can ring the alarm

 Hook

 Keith Murray:
 A-yo catch this word bubonic plaque, in your head back chest arms and legs
 When I'm coming through grab your cranium for ultimatum
 Punk I faze them subterranium, my subliminals mix with criminal chemicals
 Got more milk than sylabals then alphabet cereal
 Place your bet and your whole entourage will get wet
 That's a promise cause the squad don't make threats
 I'm a, graceful poet with some distic ballistics, above and beyond all that
 other bullshit
 Linguistics will bless a anticeptive, nerve wreckin', conceptive or
 consistant contestant
 My deviant delieverance be leavin' MC's in the state of malmet depressive
 (word up)
 Damaging your medulla, cerebrum and cerebellum, you got a crew you better
 tell em
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Author: ?

Composer: ?

Publisher: Rush Associated Labels Recordings

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Released in: 1995

Language: English

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