No joke on the lyric  it's hard to be modest
 I knew I was the man with the master plan
 To make you wiggle and jiggle like gelatin
 Just think while I sing and to the brain structure
 Don't sleep on the E    'ya see  something might rupture
 I don't take time for me to blow your mind
 It takes a second to wreck it because you're dumb and blind
 So just lounge . . . 'Cause you're a MC clown
 Or join the circus . . . EPMD's in town
 Total chaos -- no mass confusion
 Rhymes so hypnotizing known to cause an illusion
 Like a magician who draws a rabbit out a hat, son
 I'm drawin' more, like a 44-Magnum
 MC's please stop, look, and listen and try to imagine
 it's travellin' the speed of lighjt, but everything' motion it's
 frightening
 Plus the thought of you alone
 You now enter the dimension called the Twilight Zone
 You're terrified . . . plus you can't bear the thought
 You and I one-on-one in the land of the lost
 You start to shiver . . . then you scream, my friend
 You wake up, Muttley, because you're dreamin' again
 Next time I'm on the scene . . . do not try to diss us
 Keep your mouth suckered up, because I'm Strictly Business
 This is the rap season . . . when the E starts pleasin'
 Girls around the world no need to be skeezin'
 When I roll I stroll, Cool always pack a 2
 Just in case . . . a brother acts a fool
 I've got the energy to put the girlz in a frenzy
 Put a shock when I rock even though I'm not stingy
 Make sure I don't bore when I'm on the dance floor . . .
 Get busy, boy . . . like you never saw before
 Rhyme flow . . . good to go . . .
 After the show . . . I'll pull your hoe, boy
 "Do you sniff blow??" -- Hell no
 Got my whole life ahead of me, no time to be sniffin'
 And if my parents find out, then they start riffin'
 So I stay, A-OK
 'Cause I'm the E . . . the R-I-C-K
 MC's look me in the face and their eyes get weak
 Pulse rate descends . . . heart rate increases
 It's like beam me up, scotty, I control your body
 I'm as deadly as AIDS when it's time to rock a party
 With all due respect, when I say mike check
 I let a sucker slide once . . . then I break his neck
 So when I say jump, you'll reply "How high?"
 Because I'm takin' no prisoners, so don't play hero and die
 You're just a soldier . . . and I'm a Green Beret
 I do not think twice about the MCs I slay
 So if you want to battle, i highly recommend this:
 Bring your dog, mom, and dad . . . because I'm Strictly Business
 Yo, yo, you're still pickin' on that four-leaf clover?
 Bring in the sandman, sucker . . . because it's over
 My name is Eric Sermon and I'm back again
 I see the head's still turnin' of my so-called friends
 They smile in my face -- behind my back they talk trash,
 Mad and stuff - because they don't have cash
 Like the E-Double . . . or the Pee-MD
 He drives a Corvette, I drive a semi-iroc Suzuki
 I'm the locksmith . . . with the key to fame
 Never high on myself, always stay the same
 Play a lot because I'm hot and like a horse I trot
 Around the track and back, fatigued?? No, I'm not
 I'm the mellow, the fellow, the one that likes to say hello
 To a fly girl that is good to go
 With the slow tempo and the off-beat rhyme flow
 'Cause when I am in action, there is no time for maxin' or relaxin
 Just reactin' and subtractin'
 On a sucker MC who's mouth keeps on yappin' and flappin'
 I lose my cool, then I'll be start slappin' and smackin'
 You on a roll, then I'll be start jackin' and cappin'
 No time to lounge, I'm packin' and strappin'
 At my point attack I soar at you like an eagle,
 I'm the sheriff, and bitin' is illegal
 So next time in town, I highly recommend this,
 You gots to chill, because I'm Strictly Business