(Erick Sermon)
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Ah yeah, it's the home of the microphone master, Houdini
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I'm dope, some don't believe me
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Unless, I stress and bust a cap from steel
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Aim for the dome, show em that I'm real hardcore
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The underground rapper who's wrecking
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I pack a Smith and Wesson on my right section
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I'm strappep, at all time, Jack
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Nine mills to gap, for a punk suck new jack
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I must stay focus and keep my mind open
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The world's mass confusion, there mad guns smoking
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For punks trying to get respect and yearning
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Mess around and catch a bad one from Erick Sermon
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I'm serious, boy, but not Jermaine Jackson
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I also have a 12 gauge shotgun for action
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So chill, back the hell up and get a grip
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Get off that, thinking that you're all that real quick
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Like the Rude Boys said
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It's written all over your face, punk, nobody's safe
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Nobody's safe chump, so keep your doors locked(4x)
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(PMD)
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It's the hardcore rap music that make your ears ring
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?Joys of funk?, produce a song to make my fans sing
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Singing, swinging, hum along, thump my rap song
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I bet I get wreck on a DL, then the P's gone
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Poof, no phonebooth, cape, or tight suit
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Dress in all black, black skullcap, black down goose
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To hide the mockbird, word, wit the pistol grip
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Squeeze em quick, show who's crossing wit the loose lip
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Cuz loose lips sink ships, don't need a ship to catch a nine clip
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I ain't going out on some bull----
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Bankshot, corner pocket, now watch me rock it
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Can't mock the rap style so, boy, stop it
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(So what's the name)John Doe, 'K it's a slow flow
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?Swiss miff?, crazy, the boy's loco
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Like Neon Deion Sanders, call him primetime
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(It's the new style) time to get mine
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Cuz nobody's safe in the fast pace of the rap race
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So keep your hoodies on and your boots laced
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Now I'm out, beaming back to the boon dox
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Nobody's safe chump, so keep your doors locked
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Nobody's Safe Chump
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EPMD |