And you don't quit
 Yeah  pioneers one time (one time  two times)
 Yeah  Erick Sermon boy

 [Parrish Smith]
 Yeah  we rap  where you at? (mic check)
 "Check this out!"
 Aiyyo  who wanna step up and get their cranium cracked
 from my man  Louis  from the  Ville   Slugger baseball bat
 Cock back gats  cause rugged apparel's where it's at
 So stand back  we flash a nine before the jack and squeeze triggers
 blazin at one-hit wonder niggaz like Smoothe Da Hustler
 I still sneak over and fuck your babysitter
 No quitter, microphone's my transmitter
 which clocks figures, in return, the track's the _Gold Digger_

 [Erick Sermon]
 Huh me? I buy ice for no one
 Rap shogun, so I bought myself a gun
 Yeah Dunn, ain't the one to be steppin to son
 I agree with Slick Rick, you cats is crumbs
 My squad gets Dumb and Jim Carrey you ought the buildin
 messin around with God's children
 I take action, like film crews
 You against me, face to face, you'll lose!

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

 [E] Here comes two big pioneers, Rolex watches
 Cars by the pairs, in stock we got shares
 EPMD.. "That's right!"
 [P] Legendary, hardcore b-boy is the pedigree

 [Erick Sermon]
 P and I don't stop, we don't quit, who's seein em?
 On tracks, we Ruff Ryde like D and them
 Then case the joint, like an agent, that's secret
 Cats hate, so we on point frequent
 E keep it decent, had to smack a dude recent
 right down the block, from the precinct
 See you a punk, that talk too lenient
 When I speak to a motherfucker, I MEAN IT!

 [Parrish Smith]
 So Open Sesame, and let down the main gate
 But before you scream EPMD, you should wait
 Cause we roll with a posse, from Strong Long to Canarsie
 QBC, Boogie Down Bronx, back to Marcy
 Pass that kiko, I drop a verse that sound slick yo
 and your chick know, P's hungry, like the hippoes
 Suck on no nipples, but duck cats, quick to stick you
 like a pin-up, workin out, and doin chin-ups

 Chorus

 [Erick Sermon]
 Huh, aiyyo my style flows, say it liquidates
 It's best when it hits the beat and catch the breaks
 Two time felon, fuck around with me
 and my man pussycat and catch two to the melon!

 [Parrish Smith]
 Then I be like, "Yep yep," just like Teddy,  Raw  like Eddie
 Sweaty, when I hold shit down and bake like Betty
 And when I want things to move, I blink like  Bewitched
 to handle shit in the dark, red lights, with the laser hit

 Chorus