featuring M.O.P.
[Parrish Smith]
Huh Erick Sermon EPMD check it M.O.P.
Erick and Parrish Millenium Ducats
Hold me down hold me down *echoes*...
[PMD] Yeh.. Erick Sermon.. EPMD.. check it
[E Dub] Redman.. Method Man.. Lady Luck.. Def Jam
[PMD] Erick and Parrish Millenium Ducats
Hold me down hold me down (*echoes*)..
Uhh.. yo!
I grab the mic and grip it hard like it's my last time to shine
I want the chrome and the cream so I put it down for mine
Ill cat, slick talk, slang New York
To break it down to straight English, what the fuck you want?
Remember me? You punk faggot crab emcee
Get your shit broke in half for fuckin around with P
Aiyyo strike two, my style Brooklyn like the Zoo
Hey you, look nigga, one more strike you through
Word is bi-dond, rock Esco, FUBU, and Phat Fi-darm
Every time I get my spit on, no doubt, I spark the gridiron
I step up and bless the track and spit a jewel
We keeps cool, no need for static, I strap tools
[M.O.P] Next up!
[E-Dub] Yo I believe that's me
[PMD] Yo, get on the mic and rock the Symphony
[Erick Sermon]
Yo P!
Time to rock, the sound I got, it reigns hot
Makin necks snap back, like a slingshot
E hustle, and muscle my way in
then tussle for days in, on my own with guns blazin
Not for the fun of it, just for those who want me to run it
Then leave them like -- who done it?
Sucka duck, I do what I feel right now
When I spit the illest shit, cats be like, "Wow!"
YO! I get looks when I'm in the place
That's that nigga, makin you +Smile+ with Scarface
Uhh, +It Ain't My Fault+, that my style Silkk enough to Shock ya
Hit you with the fifth, block-a bl
