[00:00.00] 作词 : Sermon, Smith
[00:00.00]Chorus: Parrish
[00:04.77]Smith (from 'So What Cha Sayin')
[00:13.44]Brothers on my jock for the way
[00:19.89]I hold a piece of steel (4x)
[00:21.90]So what cha saying
[00:22.47]Verse One:
[00:22.71]Redman I go wild as
[00:23.46]I sip from a cold
[00:24.36]Lowenbrau
[00:25.20]Set up rhymes like fire to gunpowder
[00:27.72]Boom, did the bassline crank
[00:30.00]From being rated
[00:30.93]R, from being top rank
[00:32.22]I'm hard like an erection
[00:33.87]Phrases might get too tough to break down in sections
[00:37.14]So I grab a pen and pad,
[00:38.88]I'm back to make a killer, similar to a backstab
[00:42.27]Don't arrest me, arrest my brain, it's insane
[00:45.03]If I'm booty, then
[00:46.08]I've been framed
[00:46.77]By an MC, who can't be the
[00:48.39]R-E-D **** wit me, you'll get slapped up and capped up easy
[00:51.66]By me and a tre-eight pistol, so vacate the premises
[00:55.14]Or ask for
[00:55.68]Mayday, Mayday
[00:56.55]For H-E-L-
[00:57.54]P, brothers tell me
[00:58.92]I'm electrifyin, similar to round three
[01:01.53]I don't brag and boast but smash and roast
[01:04.23]MC's wit degrees from here to the
[01:05.70]West Coast
[01:06.48]I'm miracle wit no abrakadaba
[01:08.67]Piece of membranes will smash like crackers
[01:11.28]Were they
[01:11.73]Ritz, Saltine, or
[01:12.96]Town House
[01:13.71]None of the above get caught wit the roundhouse
[01:16.20]Kick, blackflip, semifull
[01:18.30]My vocal chord prove my pull ain't bull
[01:20.70]I'm down wit the
[01:21.42]Squad, no more than four to five brothers
[01:23.46]Six or more, you seen got smothered
[01:25.65]By a fist of fury, next is the verdict
[01:28.98]Let's hear it from the jury
[01:31.86]Chorus Verse
[01:49.53]Two: PMD I'm a nightmare to rappers, terror to an
[01:51.90]MC Cold wreck the ***** wit the help of
[01:54.09]E-D Aggravation, don't need it, so get off my ****
[01:57.33]Master of disaster, no time for flicks
[01:59.28]Straight up b-boy,
[02:00.24]Real McCoy like
[02:01.23]Bruce Leroy
[02:01.89]Strap the bozack when
[02:03.18]I'm stabbin a skeezoid
[02:04.50]Gangsta rap, it's
[02:05.46]Daddy Mack wit a bozack
[02:06.84]Roy the funk punk pumps skunk like a smokestack
[02:09.45]So swing low and lick up balls
[02:11.37]I'm like Scharzenegger, correcting **** in
[02:13.29]Total Re- call up
[02:14.67]E-D and the posse that's ten deep
[02:16.44]To wax a sucker ***** booty rappin
[02:18.36]MC So step off cause you gets no props
[02:20.97]So stick the fork in him,
[02:21.96]Redman (why) cause he's done
[02:25.05]Chorus Verse
[02:38.49]Three: Erick
[02:38.70]Sermon I'm
[02:43.20]E-D, I belong wit the
[02:45.21]A-Team A one man wreckin machine, by all means
[02:47.91]Necessary,
[02:49.02]I destroyed on contact
[02:50.34]No fear, of getting killed cause
[02:52.11]I'm strapped
[02:52.80]The Hit Squad's deep, making it sweet to creep, on my crew so you don't sleep
[02:57.51]My mic is caffeine, similar to
[02:59.55]Maxwell Making it smooth for me, yes, to wax well
[03:02.94]And you might get scared and spark a stove
[03:04.89]Cause I pack steel but
[03:05.97]Hold On like
[03:06.60]En Vogue My swiftness,
[03:08.22]I got a gift not for
[03:09.21]Christmas
[03:10.02]God bless, mmm-hmm, can
[03:11.25]I get a witness
[03:12.48]I'm fresh like a bag of
[03:13.95]Chips Ahoy
[03:14.82]No toy, I'm a hardcore b-boy
[03:17.07]Once again,
[03:17.97]I quote, I'm danger
[03:19.41]I smoked Smokey the
[03:20.25]Bear and killed the forest ranger
[03:21.78]Poof, the fire's out and
[03:23.55]I'm gone Peace to
[03:25.32]Mandela and
[03:26.01]Farrakhan
[03:26.82]Chorus

作词 : Sermon, Smith
Chorus: Parrish
Smith (from 'So What Cha Sayin')
Brothers on my jock for the way
I hold a piece of steel (4x)
So what cha saying
Verse One:
Redman I go wild as
I sip from a cold
Lowenbrau
Set up rhymes like fire to gunpowder
Boom, did the bassline crank
From being rated
R, from being top rank
I'm hard like an erection
Phrases might get too tough to break down in sections
So I grab a pen and pad,
I'm back to make a killer, similar to a backstab
Don't arrest me, arrest my brain, it's insane
If I'm booty, then
I've been framed
By an MC, who can't be the
R-E-D **** wit me, you'll get slapped up and capped up easy
By me and a tre-eight pistol, so vacate the premises
Or ask for
Mayday, Mayday
For H-E-L-
P, brothers tell me
I'm electrifyin, similar to round three
I don't brag and boast but smash and roast
MC's wit degrees from here to the
West Coast
I'm miracle wit no abrakadaba
Piece of membranes will smash like crackers
Were they
Ritz, Saltine, or
Town House
None of the above get caught wit the roundhouse
Kick, blackflip, semifull
My vocal chord prove my pull ain't bull
I'm down wit the
Squad, no more than four to five brothers
Six or more, you seen got smothered
By a fist of fury, next is the verdict
Let's hear it from the jury
Chorus Verse
Two: PMD I'm a nightmare to rappers, terror to an
MC Cold wreck the ***** wit the help of
E-D Aggravation, don't need it, so get off my ****
Master of disaster, no time for flicks
Straight up b-boy,
Real McCoy like
Bruce Leroy
Strap the bozack when
I'm stabbin a skeezoid
Gangsta rap, it's
Daddy Mack wit a bozack
Roy the funk punk pumps skunk like a smokestack
So swing low and lick up balls
I'm like Scharzenegger, correcting **** in
Total Re- call up
E-D and the posse that's ten deep
To wax a sucker ***** booty rappin
MC So step off cause you gets no props
So stick the fork in him,
Redman (why) cause he's done
Chorus Verse
Three: Erick
Sermon I'm
E-D, I belong wit the
A-Team A one man wreckin machine, by all means
Necessary,
I destroyed on contact
No fear, of getting killed cause
I'm strapped
The Hit Squad's deep, making it sweet to creep, on my crew so you don't sleep
My mic is caffeine, similar to
Maxwell Making it smooth for me, yes, to wax well
And you might get scared and spark a stove
Cause I pack steel but
Hold On like
En Vogue My swiftness,
I got a gift not for
Christmas
God bless, mmm-hmm, can
I get a witness
I'm fresh like a bag of
Chips Ahoy
No toy, I'm a hardcore b-boy
Once again,
I quote, I'm danger
I smoked Smokey the
Bear and killed the forest ranger
Poof, the fire's out and
I'm gone Peace to
Mandela and
Farrakhan
Chorus