Check it out
 I pull up to your bumper  with somethin funky
 Yeah  somethin stronger than brass monkey
 With the flavor I be kickin  dope
 Like my horoscope  a Sagittarius  no joke
 Word  the rappin dynamite  quick to blow like Mike
 Who am I? (E.D.) Right  right
 Can you believe it  even Stevie Wonder couldn't see it
 I'm catchin wreck so beat it
 Yo I contour my lines  to freak a funky rhyme
 to fit you like a pair of Calvin Kleins
 Mad brother with distinction, keep the girls blinkin
 and have the homeboys thinkin
 I'm the man of hour, of the hour
 I found He-Man, jacked him for his power (gimme that)
 Now I carry a sword, attached by a live cord
 Oh my lord!

 Chorus: Erick Sermon (repeat 4X)

 Watch me do it up like this.. {"like this.." -> Slick Rick}
 Watch me do it up like that.. {"like.. like.."}

 [Erick Sermon]
 Yeah, E's real dope (word?) Yes indeed
 No one can stop me, ask Apollo Creed
 I pack a punch cause my crew runs deep
 like the Brady Bunch, and we all smoke the blunts
 (Word em up now) I get raw, raw like a fish market
 Mics I spark it, with the funky target
 You must trust me, and stop tryin to bug me
 with the one-two, before I rush you and crush you
 I'm on a mission, like a church group called Commission
 Word-gifted, keep the crowd uplifted (yea yea)
 E Double, a nigga standin tall
 Rockin the microphone "for all of y'all"
 Word up, live on your station
 Gettin mad crowd participation, when I'm rockin the nation
 Don't forget, I'm still cock diesel
 Hoes be on me like the measles

 Chorus

 [Erick Sermon]
 Oh no it's the _End of the Road_
 Oh my God like Wanye, today was a good day
 Word, ooh yah, I rip the mic to shreds
 Enough lyrical food to keep the Ethiopians fed
 Word em up {*pulls on a joint*} I inhale
 from the K.D. Posse, two of my homegirls
 When I rock the mic and get freaky and nasty
 People in the industry seldom ask me
 Whassup, whassup, whassup
 wit you E, ask Eddie Murphy (yea yea)
 Don't forget, to reach for the stars
 Cause I'm past that, I'm reachin for Mars, so
 peace to all those true human beings
 Hehehehe, I see you in the coliseums

 Chorus

 "This is MY MOTHERFUCKIN HOUSE!!" -> Run of Run-D.M.C.
 "This is MY MOTHERFUCKIN HOUSE!!" -> Run of Run-D.M.C.
 "This is MY MOTHERFUCKIN HOUSE!!" -> Run of Run-D.M.C.
 "This is MY MOTHERFUCKIN HOUSE!!" -> Run of Run-D.M.C