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* erick (of epmd)

[e]
Uh, and you don't stop yeah
Uh huh yeah ha ha

rick]
You know I'm sayin so I said
(rick d)

Uh huh,
Big uh huh, yeah

You

[erick
Yo, in the y2k, my chips be micro,
Me and d reap the benefit
Cars, girls, jewels,
year it'll be old, we get rid of it
Yeah that, yeah we knock 'em out the box yo
Money's deep like the at fort knox yo
Rhyme killer, kill an iller rhyme no effort
At you trick a hole your (blao!)
You're mad now huh? you can't me
Now when I'm recieving a grammy
A soul when I'm getting a sammy
Davis junior award, applaud
For me, onasis, top dog
The money folder, I'm like don king's
can't see me I'm ariborne type tuskeegee
Wicked like the board of
I step in the door things change
Everything like ya freeze frame
It's mad hot now, ready to boil
(rick the ruler!) me, the mc grand

[erick
E. R.,
I,
C, courageous or
K, for the that I got
I rock everyday, and why, why not?
[slick
R,
I,
C, courageous or
K, for the which I've got
That I wear everyday, and why, why

rick]
Emotion and hope in the
When the paw on the button on my brand new garage door opener
"ungh", as the double r rips the gutter
Even 7 day advents scream "that butter!"
You best who's the skipper
Remember who made girl's joint drop so hard it the zipper
Illusion on no boozin
ghosts like "ruler I'm scared of you son"
As I lean and dip, might seem a bit odd
Light's just turned red green for rick (ya know)
On a deagon(? ) with the stuff in blastin
Till the signs on the highway start to wop I pass them (ohhh)
Mad boigee funk bed(? ) perhaps I chrome
Almost made another have an accident
(the ruler wildin) -? - stylin
On his way to see green eyed on the island

(chorus)