Intro 1
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[Erick Sermon] Hit the
Verse 1
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floor, tuck and roll E's on fire
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I'm your motherfucker,
but not Jerry McGuire
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I'm the dark skinned,
packing mac- 10, who get busy
Effective, putting shit in the proper
perspective
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Verse 2
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[Parrish Smith]
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Strapped with the gat,
busting caps across the map
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Yo the crew's back,
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royalties and ascap
I'm six two, fat went with
the chrome shoe
Diamond and jewels,
Verse 3
estates with the swimmin pools
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[Books]
And the sauna, piggedy- puffin
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on some marijuana
From Tijuana, miggedy- mess around
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an d youse a goner
I stash the cash don't flash
the cash what?
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You figgedy- front on this kid
I smash that ass
Verse 4
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[Drayz] Chiggedy- check the one
two- er, bringing
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it from the sewer to the land
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Cross the burning sand,
biggedy- back to business with my miggidy- man
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Got plans to blow,
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solidifying all positions in the game
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Like coalition, stiggedy- stop
Verse 5
look and listen
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[Erick Sermon]
To the hot shit,
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I'm the tale of that bronx shit
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Call me sonny, with pounds of money
Bringing raw music, call my style swoosh
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Please say mister,
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when you introduce me
Verse 6
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[Parrish Smith]
Yeah, epmd and das efx, time to flex
Like funkmaster, back to business
in your tape deck
Steel I hold it,
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put it together blindfolded
Hanging upside down,
bust it, then reload it
Verse 7
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[Books] Yo, I'm coming
up from Virginia,
on the linear
Having dinner y'all,
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with this dime piece named Levinia
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Cellu- lar ringing, it's books how ya living
Fat like thanksgiving,
drop some shit like a pigeon
Verse 8
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[Drayz] Yo,
the boogie banger,
biggedy- black rover to ranger
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Danger, I'm iggidy- off
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the planet like kramer
My iggidy- anger, slaughter,
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iggidy- out of order
Split your monkey ass in half like moses
Verse 9
split the wiggidy- water
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[Chorus: x2]
You intrigued by the way, we do our thing
Do what?
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Pick up the mic, hot,
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and make you swing
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Say what?
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Pick up the mic, hot,
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and make it swing
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"yo, cold wax and tax mc's who tend
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to act ill"
Verse 10
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[Erick Sermon]
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Any hype, out the door, kill it
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Anything the squadron wants,
bill it
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Epmd out the box we be rocking
We hold the title,
like priests hold the bible
Verse 11
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[Parrish Smith]
God bless, to any MC who wanna test
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Survival of the fittest, fuck it life or death
With ill maneuvers,
rapper slash producer
Putting it down with e- dub,
in the sewer
Verse 12
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[Books] Some
riggidy- real thugs,
sex hip- hop and drugs
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Liggidy- left burnt rugs,
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drinking beers out of gold mugs
Slugs in the barrel,
on name brand apparel
Briggidy- bringing drama like
Verse 13
John Travolta in arrow
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[Drayz]
But niggidy- no need for that,
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smith squeeze the gat
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Ease em back, or niggas gon' biggidy- bleed,
in fact
It's wiggidy wild shine like the head,
of golden child
Corrupt styles, sinister smile,
we taking bails to trial
Outro 1
[Chorus ]
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