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Verse One: Erick Sermon
EPMDfaans stay focused, E s about to freak it
Hardcore, but not rough enough to bleep it
So relax and chill, get down with the brother
And like Damon Wayans, we re Living in black Colour
Sheik, the beats make em freak
A unique technique, with flavors like Black Sheep
You know my style s mad rugged, you love it
You never heard the funk before the E was discovered
I m bad, renegade wrangler, mic strangler
Funk arranger, E.D s danger
We make the sounds that make you *owwwww!*
Make you wanna scream like James Brown so I can rock a town
I m real swift, I bring light to a skip
I rock the party all night, the crowd chant my shit
I leave at sundown, walk away chillin
Cool, and Keep Mental like Mike Bivins
Then I find the Hit Squad, and stop buckwhylin
Chump, cause I ma...
Verse Two: Parrish Smith
Peace to the posse, yeah OK you got me
Another rap chumpie about to O.D.
Beat fanatic fiend from the hard scene
You know the kid in the Benz s-O with the fog beam
Skins cool I mingle girls are simple
I ll be gentle, I ll be very gentle
DOn t bug on my rap skill boy, because it s mental
Squaad is mad truck, quick to snuff a duck
No bluff, your neck ll get snapped so kill the ruff stuff
Brentwood s my town home of beatdowns
Dress code is don t care so take a chill clown
Smallest place on the map we re bustin big caps
Where girlies troop Tim boots and baseball caps
That s where I m from chump, still buckwhylin
Bust it Hobbes, cause I ma
Verse Three: Erick Sermon, Parrish Smith
Now it s time for me the E to rock it loco
No need to guess homeboy, you know my vocals
Gimme a break to stay focused on my tape
I m more than great, I got the key to my state
I m rough like brillo, I bust like a pistol
The b-boy form is nine mil or is til
the underground sound be pumped for the new jacks
Who loves you baby? I m not Bo Jackson, get the bozack
Yeah, bo-e-oh-e-o-zack, check the format
Hardcore underground, just like Amtrak
Word to herb got more steel than Pittsburgh
So easy with the smart comments, or boy you get served
I m cock-d keep you dancin like Ali
Collect the dough you know and then I m Swayze
On the downlow, no profilin or buckwhylin
Bust it kid, cause I ma

(Howard Greenfield, Ken Hirsch)
I was down my dreams were wearing thin
When you re lost where do you begin
My heart always seemed to drift from day to day
Looking for the love that never came my way
Then you smiled and I reached...

Did he take you out dancing, holding you tight,
Did he show you steps one, two, and three ?
Did he leave you at your doorway, whispering good-night ?
I wish I d been there to see how he did it,
I wish I d been there to see.

When you went on vacation to...

Little bird up in a tree
Looked down and sang a song to me
Of how it began

Na na na na na na
Na na na na na na
Na na na na na na

The trout in the shiny brook
Gave the worm another look
And...

Kiedy słuchasz starych bajek ciągle ufasz im
I kiedy mówisz do zabawek, one wierzą ci
Kiedy się boisz burzy trzymam cię za rękę, wiem
Że kiedyś będę miał dla ciebie czas, pójdziemy gdzieś

Spacer po raju i taniec wesołych aniołów
Spacer po raju nic...

I went down to Houston
and I stopped in San Antone
I passed up the station for the bus
I was trying to find me something
but I wasnæ©° sure just what
Man I ended up with pockets full of dust
So I went on to Cleveland and I ended up insane
I bought a borrowed suit...