EPMD, Def Jam it, uhh, huh, yo
It's E-Dub on the My style be Elektra, I'm the Syl Rhome Homes, walk with forty-four chrome On safety, spike the mic in the end
This here ain't the average shit, you used to And automatic rounds shoot you So it off, like Biggie Smalls said "Duke, you soft, why you wanna with the boss?"
Where I start? Breakin MCs or shatterin' charts? It's Diablo, PMD, Mic Doc with the purple The go-getter, getter, get wit 'er, hit 'er, 'er Front and back and if she wit it, in the shitter
So Heidi, Heidi, Heidi, hydro, pack and ammo With more cheese Lambeau, more heat than Rambo down, dismantle, when I scramble
I just get and I go for mines Say 1, 2 and run down the line to shine with techs and forty-four mags and nines Don't get too close you might get shot
I just get and I go for mines Say check 1, 2 and run the line Inclined to shine techs and forty-four mags and nines Don't get too close you might get shot
Uhh, yo, hey and yo! EPMD with us is bad news Me and you got views you might say is dope, I say's not What I might call wack, you'll hot
The best thing for you is to and hope Or get choked and hung the velvet rope 'Cause you too theatrical, mess And end up you, jackin' you, attackin' you
That's why crucial, so stay neutral to collect the cash Double beaucoup, rippin' up mics is what my crew do Whatever suits you, pull out the burner, the shoot through Roadblocks and smear with the two-two
Or tech nine that'll chew your waistline I'm accurate, don't mine, spit on bassline Run with the potential to be on Dateline I don't fake mine, you blaze crazy while I pace
Yeah, now why y'all mess with the vets? We've been doin' this shit since I make shit that you wanna smack your producer And ice grill him and make you wanna him dead
And walk leakin' in the bed for the weekend For playin' with the last [Unverified], that's you in Puerto Rican Keep quiet you hear grown men speakin'
Or get smacked, ain't no game, the shit is serious Delerious, that's how we leave and niggaz curious The true legend got caught, shit, you call Kevin Big like Dog 40 and the Dutch the 7-11
I'm like Norris, the Texas ranger The mic strangler, PMD, the head banger Mo' skills fo' real for them cats that Pump a on the reg behind penetentiary steel
I get down and I go for mines Say check 1, 2 and run the line Inclined to shine techs and forty-four mags and nines get too close because you might get shot