Richter Scale

EPMD

Check one



[Erick Sermon]



Uh huh



Yeah aww yeah uhh "Richter Scale"



It goes lights camera action I'm on



One more time to kill em my rap flow is fulfilling



I scream with the Beastie Boys What time is it?



It's two o'clock you gettin knocked out the box



then kicked off the block Def Squad Hit Squad



no we won't stop fuck it call the cops (uh huh)



I be the invincible in the school of hard knocks



I'm the principle, Fatman Joe y'know



[Parrish Smith]



As you suffer the repercussions, comin through the blaze



bust the crime scene, cause some drama, niggaz duckin



When we come through, throwin the jab, in the one-two



Layin MC's out to trap, when we run through (like what?)



Like the marathon, flooded with the diamonds on



Get my rhymin on, PMD fuckin shinin on



Back to Biz, new address with the fat crib



My shit in the Wiz, poli'-in with the big wigs



Chorus: Erick Sermon



Off the meter, and everytime we reach the



tip-top and ya don't stop, uhh!



In the field of rap, we pull rank no question



We top the "Richter Scale"



*repeat 2X*



[Erick Sermon]



Bust the techniques, E.D. fantastic



Unreal GangStarr shit, Mass Appeal



Rap's top dawg, I'm the one you call on



to get Sic'-Wid-It, E don't forget it



I'm six, two and a half, heavyset, chocolate brown



Hell of a jab, gift to gab



I'm the elite, keep it underground like street level



I rock a Rolex watch, with a diamond bezel



[Parrish Smith]



Rap terror terror, EPMD, a new era



Off the richter scale, blowin hotter than ever



with the Squadron, beg your pardon, got the heads noddin



Lost your mind and said, "Shit!!" when we barged in