Tytuł: Lil crazy

• Wykonawca: Erick Sermon
• Wyświetleń: 319

  
   feat. Shadz of Lingo
  
  [Erick Sermon]
  Hey young world, one two, one two
  Check it out y'all
  Uhh, Shadz of Lingo in the house
  E Double's in the house with Def Squad
  on the funky fresh track with Shadz of Lingo
  
  Mic check one two, yo you got my nerves jumpin around
  and _Humpin' Around_ like Bobby Brown across town
  I ain't with that, so don't cramp my style
  Step off me, I'm hyped like I had a pound of coffee
  Yo how could you ask what I'm doin
  when I'm pursuin, gettin funky with my crew and
  My input brings vibes unknown like E.T.
  Makes me phone home to my family
  Cling, hello mom, I'm doin it, freakin more fame
  than Batman played by Michael Keaton
  I crossed over, let me name someone that's black
  with fame, and pockets that are fat
  Heyyy, Erick Sermon, he's one
  Packs a gun, that's bigger than Malcolm's
  Out the window, I look for a punk to get stupid
  so I can shoot his ass like Cupid
  E 2 bingos, down with the Shadz of Lingo
  Here to bust out the funky single
  Ahh shit, there goes my pager
  I'll see you later, because yo
  
  Chorus: Erick Sermon
  
  Every now and then, I get a little crazy (4X)
  
  [Shadz of Lingo - 1]
  One two how can I do it? I guess I'll spit the real
  Yo I pack much dick, with the cover made of steel hoe
  Yes yes, never fessed or settled for less
  One clown stepped, and got a hole in the fuckin chest
  from the A.K., somebody scream MAYDAY
  Took the sucker out, cause he clowned me on a payday
  The funk is flowin to the maximum
  from the E Double, while I kick the facts to them
  Check a chill brother with class, rough enough
  to run up and snatch the spine out a niggaz ass
  Grip the steel when caps peeled, here to chill on the real
  and don't give a motherfuck how you feel
  Thinkin you're steppin to this, I kinda doubt it
  Ain't with the bullshit, so you can write a fuckin book about it
  The big nigga with the bud and I'm on that
  E kick the beat and yo you shoulda known that
  
  Chorus
  
  [Shadz of Lingo - 2]
  Yo it's the Lingo of the Shadz
  Droppin that mellow but mad mackadocious
  melodious metaphorical music with mo' shit
  that you used to, and stylin that you ain't
  What else I got to do but draw the pictures with paints?
  {*feedback*} Oh no, there's my mic squeakin
  A soundman's body turnin up every weekend
  Some think I done the killin, you know I can't remember
  I can't recall a full week since this past December
  And mics catchin fire 'fore I get the chance to touch em
  Yo Al. B catch the buddha lightin torches, I'ma bust em
  But don't rush em, leave the pyromaniac alone he heard the words
  to hit em on the red dot and knows I'm thinkin bout MURDER
  Run {run} hide {hide} you can't {can't} escape {scape}
  The hit {the hit's} on, I got the {got the} papes {papes}
  Dodge {dodge} red {red} lasers {lasers} scannin {scannin}
  brings {brings} fly {fly when} rhymes {rhymes} landin {landin}
  Let me go .. no .. yo, I'm straight {straight}
  Chill {chill}, yo I need AUHHHH, air, wait {wait}
  Cross {cross} fade {fade's} a killer {killer} style and {style and}
  where's the {where's the} soundman
  Tell me {tell me} was I whylin {whylin}
  cause {cause}
  
  Chorus
  
  [Erick Sermon]
  Hey young world
  Check me out, check me, check me out
  Hey young world
  New York's in the house
  Def Squad's in the motherfuckin, house
  New York's in the motherfuckin, house
  Rowdy Records in the motherfuckin, house
  Def Squad's in the motherfuckin, house
  E.D.'s in the motherfuckin house (Def Jam boy)
  Shadz of Lingo in the motherfuckin house
  Peace.. and we out (Russell Simmons boy)
  Word