Head Banger

EPMD

[Featuring Def Squad]



[Redman] Negroes!!!!!!!!



(repeat 6X) [Hit Squad] The head banger WHAT?



[Hit Squad] The head banger



Parrish Smith gettin wreck



[Hit Squad] The head banger



Verse One: Parrish Smith



Ka rank the boombox as my sound knock from blocks



as I chill and bust grills you take snapshots



of the maniac dressed in black carry round a strap



Kid you play me too close (slow down and catch a cap, POW!!)



Cause I don't play games, an outlaw like Jesse James



To hell with the bitches and the so-called fame (uh-huh)



Strictly biz to hard (kid yeah) as I climb charts



Bustin ass daily as I compose like Mozart



Just stand, say you're mad damn, why him?



Z-oh-one Tonka, five-sixty Benz



I'm sick and mad deep no shorts and no sleep



I'm bugged like a tapped phone, hard like concrete



So get a GRIP and don't SLIP or catch a CLIP



from the infrared aimed at your head as I blast my TARGET



The Bozack, I rip up flows that



make an MC stop and chill and say HE'S ALL THAT



Hardcore no R&B singer



Roll with the Hit Squad... down with the head banger



(repeat 4X) [Hit Squad] The head banger, WHAT?



"Yeahhh, head crack, head crack" -- Grand Puba, Slow Down



(repeat 3X) [Hit Squad] The head banger, WHAT?



Erick Sermon break it down



[Hit Squad] The head banger



"Yeahhh, head crack, head crack"



Verse Two: Erick Sermon



SURPRISE, you wonder where I've been, I've been workin



But sounds makin danger, and black birds chirpin



A real Damian, Omen possessed by the devil



You dig the rhythm, and I'll play the RUNNIN REBEL



Changed my style, so I can freak the funk



Yo pass the Philly, HIT SQUAD spark the blunt



I got the power, to ramshack a stadium