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EPMD - Erick Sermon songtekst
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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 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 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 Like dat!