Nobody's Safe Chump

EPMD

(Erick Sermon)



Ah yeah it's the home of the microphone master Houdini



I'm dope some don't believe me



Unless I stress and bust a cap from steel



Aim for the dome show em that I'm real hardcore



The underground rapper who's wrecking



I pack a Smith and Wesson on my right section



I'm strappep at all time Jack



Nine mills to gap for a punk suck new jack



I must stay focus and keep my mind open



The world's mass confusion, there mad guns smoking



For punks trying to get respect and yearning



Mess around and catch a bad one from Erick Sermon



I'm serious, boy, but not Jermaine Jackson



I also have a 12 gauge shotgun for action



So chill, back the hell up and get a grip



Get off that, thinking that you're all that real quick



Like the Rude Boys said



It's written all over your face, punk, nobody's safe



Nobody's safe chump, so keep your doors locked(4x)



(PMD)



It's the hardcore rap music that make your ears ring



?Joys of funk?, produce a song to make my fans sing



Singing, swinging, hum along, thump my rap song



I bet I get wreck on a DL, then the P's gone



Poof, no phonebooth, cape, or tight suit



Dress in all black, black skullcap, black down goose



To hide the mockbird, word, wit the pistol grip



Squeeze em quick, show who's crossing wit the loose lip



Cuz loose lips sink ships, don't need a ship to catch a nine clip



I ain't going out on some bull----



Bankshot, corner pocket, now watch me rock it



Can't mock the rap style so, boy, stop it



(So what's the name)John Doe, 'K it's a slow flow



?Swiss miff?, crazy, the boy's loco



Like Neon Deion Sanders, call him primetime



(It's the new style) time to get mine



Cuz nobod