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EPMD - Erick Sermon lyrics

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 [erick sermon]

Owww!

Word em upword em up yo

Yeah yeahword em up like dat

Erick sermon's in effect

Def squadthat's the hype

One more time word

Yeah

Yeahmackadocious shit

Yeah



This is my openine comin at ya lazy style

Versatilecrazy wild with my profile

Dominatin the microphoneon my own

Freakin itwith the ill vocal tone

Outspokenhere's a token of my appreciation

I bring drama like jason

Who can see me?  you better ask superman

For his super visioncause I'm on a fuckin mission

Test my skillsand I rearrange your fuckin grill

Will kill if I have to get ill

Get awaycarry onand step

Like the s1'scause my crew carry big guns

To blow upanybody in the range

And plus I'm bad as michael jacksoneven though he +dangerous+

E double with the funk type shit

This is itso get with the skit motherfucker



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Who am I e.d. the green eyed bandit

Heyyyyyyerick sermon (wordthat's my motherfuckin name boy)

Who am I e.d. the green eyed bandit

Who am I e.d. the green eyed bandit

Heyyyyyyerick sermon



Check this out!

I still get loose in the rap vocal booth

I know I canI can like a train caboose

Smoke up the hardcore scene when I be rappin

I make it blacken yoand make things happen

Why?  I'm like the michael jackson of rap

I'm badplus I moonwalk over tracks

I am stillso a-mazin

I flexpunk and get funky for the occasion

Superstitiousso I kill black cats and all that

And buck em down with the gat

E double in the house don't you know me

What's up homey locstep and you get smoked

I have a dream like martin luther king

That one dayyoI can do away

With the pitifuland the critical wack mc's

Seperate the oceanand throw em in between

Grab my nutshold embecaues they're golden

With more wins than hulk hogan

It's the futureof a dope producer

On the risethe hype is my green eyes



Who am I e.d. the green eyed bandit

Who am I e.d. the green eyed bandit

Heyyyyyyerick sermon (wordthat's my motherfuckin name boy)

Who am I e.d. the green eyed bandit

Who am I e.d. the green eyed bandit

Heyyyyyyerick sermon



Aowwwpart three!

Shhhhhquietyour rap style's tired

The stores can't sell itthe fans won't buy it

Hell no - even if it was sold at an auction

Boy get rid of itlike an abortion

Word is bondyou made a mistake

And struck outwhile I'm home safe at the plate

Def squadact like you knowbacked by russell

And that word to me means dough

Cause look -- I've been rich and I've been poor

Now I'm back in the door hardcore

So whattup duke peace to the crew

Def squad's in the house gettin wrecktafied beaucoup

Motherfucker!



Who am I e.d. the green eyed bandit

Who am I e.d. the green eyed bandit

Heyyyyyyerick sermon (wordthat's my motherfuckin name boy)

Who am I e.d. the green eyed bandit

Who am I e.d. the green eyed bandit

Heyyyyyyerick sermon



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