Tytuł: You're a customer

• Wykonawca: EPMD
• Wyświetleń: 271

  
   [Erick Sermon]
  Knick knack patty whack give a dog a bone
  Yo, don't give him nothing but a microphone
  Don't stop, I'm not finished yet
  You said I'm not the E, you wanna make a bet?
  Remember this: Lounge, you in the danger zone
  I figured you would, now leave me alone
  You pick and you wish on a four-leaf clover
  To be the E double E over and over
  You're intrigued by the way I do my thing
  (Do what?) Pick up the mic high and make it swing
  
  [PMD]
  I have the capability to rap and chill
  Cold wax and tax MC's who tend to act ill
  It's like a Diggum Smack
  Smack me and I'll smack you back
  I get goosebumps when the bassline thumps
  A sucker MC arrives, now it's time for lunch
  When I'm cooling on the scene, I notice one thing
  I'm not Bounce, so sucker MC's cling
  I consider myself better than average
  Yo, I rock the mic like a wild beast savage
  
  [Erick Sermon]
  I'm in the bottling state, I can't concentrate
  I make a move like chess, and then I yell "checkmate"
  You know why I get zanier and zanier?
  Because of EPMD mania
  When I walk through the crowd I can see heads turning
  I hear voices saying "That's Erick Sermon"
  Not only from the women, but from the men
  You know what? It feels good, my friend
  
  [PMD]
  I'm the P double E, the Thrilla of Manilla
  Better known as the MC cold killer
  PMD cold keeps the place jumping
  And if not then we feel like we owe you something
  Like lotto, you have to be in it to win it
  But if the beat is fresh then Diamond J will spin it
  If J spin it, then it has to be fresh
  To make you dance until there's no one left
  
  Cause you a customer
  
  [Erick Sermon]
  Praying like a prey when the fox in action
  I smell blood, no time for maxing
  Camoflauge in the green, my back is arc
  Plus you in trouble cause it's after dark
  My eyes close like ?Steve Austin?, I got you in the square
  I will let you run, nah, that ain't fair
  So I clear my visions until I can spot him
  Snatch him by the neck and say "Hmmm I got him"
  
  [PMD]
  Whenever MC's, you're in over your head
  My rhymes are hungry plus they haven't been fed
  The process of elimination is quite simple
  Let you grow like a blackhead and pop you like a pimple
  Slice you like lettuce, toss you like a salad
  Revoke your MC license if your rhymes ain't valid
  As we go on, sucker MC's sound wacker
  Like a parrot says "Polly want a cracker"
  
  [Erick Sermon]
  Well it was a ???? test, nothing we can't handle
  At the house they had the mics on the mantle
  Looked at the DJ and said "May I?"
  Lit it up like the Fourth of July
  Because I float like a butterfly, sting like a bee
  Woah, I'm the E of EPMD
  I have a strong point of view on the way things run
  Just shut up and listen and learn my son
  
  [PMD]
  I'll drop that ass like Bounty, the quicker picker upper
  To tell you up front, you're nothing but a sucker
  The style we're using, no doubt copastetic
  You try to bite and yet sound pathetic
  Cause I'm a rhyme like a taylor, flow like a sailor
  As the beat gets stronger, MC's get staler
  Not bragging or protagging, surely not fagging
  MC's surrender, raise the flags and
  Give up the titles because the signs are vital
  I keep a voice tuned at a slow and swift idle
  
  You a customer
  
  [Erick Sermon]
  I need a man meal sandwich, yes I need Manwich
  I feel good, now it's time to do damage
  I flow like Bounty, you know what I mean?
  Wanna rhyme one time, do the least of steam
  When I grab the mic I get dramatic like an actor
  You know why I get over? I'm the master
  I do a show, pack it in til it's clamming up
  Look for the microphone then jam it up
  
  [PMD]
  You said you see me jamming in New York Tech
  You got one right fella, you deserve a check
  How did you know, you must have been jocking
  How do you know the places I be rocking?
  Don't follow me fella, every move that I make
  I'm hostile now so I'll give you a break
  Well search upon me but don't go past the limit
  Here's a card and on the back is my fan club digits
  
  [Erick Sermon]
  There's two things to check out in the words that I'm saying
  Plus listen to the good time playing
  Bro is bad, the strings he's plucking
  Fire rhyme after rhyme, watch MC's duck and
  
  [PMD]
  MC's, the final countdown
  You look tired, can you go the round?
  If you can, I'll slap your hand and give you credit
  And if not, I'll turn around and say "Forget it"
  
  [Erick Sermon]
  People say that I'm a party pooper
  To tell the truth I'm a born trooper
  
  You a customer