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Erick Sermon, EPMD, it, M.O.P.
Erick and Parrish Ducats
Hold me down, me down

Yo, I grab the mic and grip it hard like my last time to shine
I the chrome and the cream so I put it down for mine
Ill cat, talk, slang New York
To break it down to straight English, what the you want?
Remember me? You punk faggot MC
Get your shit broke in half for fuckin' with P
strike two, my style Brooklyn like the Zoo
Hey you, look nigga, one more you through
Word is bi-dond, rock Esco, FUBU, and Fi-darm
time I get my spit on, no doubt, I spark the gridiron
I step up and bless the and spit a jewel
We keep cool, no need for static, I tools

Next up! Yo I believe me
Yo, get on the mic and rock the

Yo P, time to rock, the I got, it reigns hot
necks snap back, like a slingshot
E hustle, and my way in
Then for days in, on my own with guns blazin'
Not for the fun of it, just for those who me to run it
leave them like who done it?
Sucka duck, I do what I feel now
When I spit the illest shit, be like, "Wow!"
Yo! I get when I'm in the place
That's that nigga, makin' you smile Scarface
It ain't my fault, that my style Silkk to Shock ya
Hit you with the fifth, block-a
If I get you can bet I'll blow trial
Be swingin', M.O.P. style

up, yo I believe that's me
Yo get on the mic and rock the

Say to the devil Danze'll kick
Whenever tragic hit, It's E MO-PMD shit
Put in work in this cold game, soldier, I use work as name
Told ya, line 'em up it's Soul Train and I give 'em the thing
My has been trained, to swat 'em if they blast it
Hit 'em and make 'em do a gimme
I'm donatin' a casket we raised hell in midtown
And gunned in traffic tell 'em what you sayin'
Get the bozac before I tear your ass flat
Boom, boom, they're

up
Yo I believe me
Fame! Get on the mic for the

For gettin' the real, straight B'Ville
don't like Fame 'cause I'm not cream filled
I feel what I so I speak what I feel
Sleep and I will, reap and I
Motherfuck who jump out a hugo
up your back with a mac, uno, uno
Ghettoville nigga, I all laws
Drink brews, out bitches, and piss on walls

rap game is a street game now, the game switched
Rappers are gettin' killed now the same shit
I ain't no motherfuckin' role model, kids follow
I'ma hit this bitch full throttle
The type to up 5 O in your lobby
Rap is my relgion, yeah, is a hobby
Show when you meet us, it's love when you greet us
Or the first family will come kill you with the