[Erick Sermon]
As the wind sets the mood it's time to let off
A sucker tried to play me the E I'm not soft
I'm very hardcore droppin bombs like Warsaw
It reminds me back in 1984
when I went to a party with the master plan
to step up and put the mic in my hand
Everybody was there from junior high to high schools
Dyin to get busy because I knew I had the tools
Then I got the heart and went by the set
I said, "Yo, I wanna rock the set" "Yeah no sweat"
Kickin rhymes in the place, people couldn't take it
The style I flowed, the way I shaked and baked it
Later on I made a record, and got recognition
Everybody's jockin, now nobody's dissin
Written and produced by the new rap duo
Yes EPMD, now I'm known in school
I see the backstabbers, and the elderly creature features
that used to diss me, when I was tryin to reach the
tip tip-top and I won't stop
To be the master, in the field of hip-hop
I did that, and got a name for myself
The image of E, and all of my wealth
I see my fake friends, but things ain't the same
Oh what a shame, I diss em
Who to blame? It wasn't me it was the .. "Fame!"
[P] It wasn't me it was the .. "Fame!"
[Parrish Smith]
Before I cut records I had dreams of livin large
Earnin crazy cash flow, the whole nine yards
But when I told my college friends they kicked back and laughed
Said, "You better grab your books and take your behind to class"
They said, "You couldn't make a record and expect to get paid
cause there's too many def rappers in the world today"
I said, "Yo, my name is M.D. and my style is def"
They said, "Your name is Pa
