[00:00.00] 作曲 : Parrish Smith/Erick Sermon
[00:00.00][PMD]
[00:00.21]Yeah time to put it down E
[00:01.05]Time to put it down E
[00:09.30]EPMD Millineum Ducats, DefCon 9, 2 G's
[00:10.41]Uh-huh, yeah
[00:10.56]Yeah it's like this y'all, it's like that y'all
[00:12.63]It's like this y'all, it's like that y'all
[00:14.28]It's like this y'all, it's like that y'all
[00:32.52]Ay E-Dub check it out
[00:34.83]MCs out there, you better stand clear
[00:37.92]EPMD is a world premier
[00:39.48]From New York straight talk, America's best
[00:41.85]Cold wild Long Island, is where we rest
[00:44.07][Erick Sermon]
[00:44.40]Style of the rap, makes your hands clap
[00:46.77]Take care of myself because the lines are strapped
[00:49.20]Day mean business, no time for play
[00:51.39]If you bite a line, we'll roll your way
[00:53.40]The more you bite, your body gets hot
[00:55.98]Don't get too close, because you might get shot
[00:58.62]Gnawin' at my rhyme like a poisonous rat
[01:00.90]Don't play dumb, boy, you're smarter than that
[01:02.79][PMD]
[01:05.01]It's my thing
[01:05.25][PMD]
[01:12.54]The rhythmatic style, keeps the rhyme flowin'
[01:15.00]Good friends already bitin', without you knowin'
[01:17.40]Can't understand, why your body's gettin' weaker
[01:19.65]Then you realize it's the voice from the speaker
[01:21.99]The mind become delirious, situation serious
[01:24.36]Don't get ill, go and get curious
[01:26.67][Erick Sermon]
[01:26.97]'Nuff about that, let's get on to somethin' better
[01:29.07]And if gets warm, take off the hot sweater
[01:31.41]And if you want some water, I'll get you a cup
[01:33.75]And if you don't want it then burn the hell up
[01:36.06]I'm tellin' you now boy you ain't jack
[01:38.46]Talkin' much junk like Mr. T has your back
[01:40.53]But he's not, so don't act cute
[01:43.38]'Cause if you do you in hot pursuits
[01:44.97][PMD]
[01:45.15]It's my thing
[01:46.05][PMD]
[01:54.78]As the song goes on you will notice a change
[01:57.24]The way I throw down, the way I say my name
[01:59.43]The mic that I'm packin' is flame resistant
[02:01.92]So MC be cool, and keep your distance
[02:04.20]When I walk into the party girls are screamin' at me
[02:06.42]I park my mic in my holst', and then I yell freeze...
[02:12.18]Music please
[02:13.32][Erick Sermon]
[02:22.77]Ah, where was I? Oh yes
[02:24.93]Say a def rhyme then I plumb the rest
[02:27.21]Everytime I rock a rhyme I can tell that you like it
[02:29.76]Emotion is strong like the mind of a psychic
[02:32.04]The mind is weary, floatin' like a dove
[02:34.41]Sweatin' a thing like if you was makin' love
[02:36.63]Control the crowd, so they can accept it
[02:38.97]Total concentration is the perfect method
[02:40.98][PMD]
[02:41.16]It's my thing
[02:41.88][PMD]
[02:50.61]The wack I subtract, the strong I attack
[02:52.98]The ones who grab the mic and freeze, I throw it back
[02:55.23]I perfect and eject, make MCs sweat
[02:57.48]Take 'em off on the mic then I tell 'em step
[02:59.82]Not waiting or debating, 'cause MCs keep hating
[03:02.28]Play me too close like two dogs mating
[03:04.44][Erick Sermon]
[03:04.77]Now let's get on with the rest of the lesson
[03:06.99]Don't really like it when suckers start messin'
[03:09.27]Tryin' to make a scene, talkin' very loud
[03:11.61]Talkin' much junk to attract a crowd
[03:13.83]You say you wanna battle, your first mistake
[03:16.02]You get quiet and stuff like you was at a wake
[03:18.75]In the beginnin', you knew you wasn't winnin'
[03:20.91]Now you feel ashamed, your head starts bendin'
[03:23.37]Kinda upset boy -- I understand
[03:25.65]You lost again -- I won, god damn
[03:27.96][PMD]
[03:28.38]It's my thing
[03:29.34][PMD]
[03:37.23]My funky fresh lyrics put you in the spirit
[03:39.63]I speak a little louder for you suckers can't hear it
[03:41.88]The rhymes I designed are right on time
[03:44.04]And at the crowd on my mic flash a danger sign
[03:46.38]'Cause I'm the Thriller of Manila, MC cold killer
[03:49.02]Drink Budweiser, cannot stand Miller
[03:51.39]MCs cold clockin' 'til the party's through
[03:53.43]Then they tap me on my shoulder and say "This Bud's for you"
[03:55.38][Erick Sermon]
[03:55.68]To be a real MC you can't be obedient
[03:58.53]To be smooth is the main ingredient
[04:00.57]You have to be silky like a Milky Way
[04:02.76]To be able to make it work you rest and play
[04:05.19]I control the pace of the rate the rhymes goin'
[04:07.59]Hydraulically jacked is the way they're flowin'
[04:09.90]Slow yes, just like they're awed
[04:12.12]The comparison is wave like the motion of water, smooth
[04:15.36][PMD]
[04:23.76]While the record is spinnin', got your fly girlie grinnin'
[04:26.19]MD is on the mic, you know I'm only beginnin'
[04:28.44]Rhymes fresher than fresh, never heard me fess
[04:30.66]Scored 110 on my MC test
[04:33.00]My rhymes are strong than Tyson, hold a MC license
[04:35.58]When I grab the mic MCs get frightened
[04:37.74][Erick Sermon]
[04:38.04]I'm dangerous, I need a cross and bones
[04:40.38]Lounge homeboy you in the danger zone
[04:42.39]What I mean by lounge I don't mean bitin', huh
[04:45.21]You mess around, and we'll be fightin'
[04:47.10]It's alright if you bite, but don't recite
[04:49.32]Because the rhymes are mine, and that ain't right
[04:51.63]But until just chill to the next episode
[04:54.03]Donald J, yo, release the code
[04:55.98][PMD]
[04:56.16]It's my thing
[04:57.18][PMD]
[05:03.75]Erick and Parrish Millenium Ducats
[05:13.23]All the way live, 2 Gs, 2 Gs, 5 Gs
[05:20.04]New legacy

作曲 : Parrish Smith/Erick Sermon
Yeah time to put it down E
Time to put it down E
EPMD Millineum Ducats, DefCon 9, 2 G's
Uh-huh, yeah
Yeah it's like this y'all, it's like that y'all
It's like this y'all, it's like that y'all
It's like this y'all, it's like that y'all
Ay E-Dub check it out
MCs out there, you better stand clear
EPMD is a world premier
From New York straight talk, America's best
Cold wild Long Island, is where we rest
Style of the rap, makes your hands clap
Take care of myself because the lines are strapped
Day mean business, no time for play
If you bite a line, we'll roll your way
The more you bite, your body gets hot
Don't get too close, because you might get shot
Gnawin' at my rhyme like a poisonous rat
Don't play dumb, boy, you're smarter than that
It's my thing
The rhythmatic style, keeps the rhyme flowin'
Good friends already bitin', without you knowin'
Can't understand, why your body's gettin' weaker
Then you realize it's the voice from the speaker
The mind become delirious, situation serious
Don't get ill, go and get curious
'Nuff about that, let's get on to somethin' better
And if gets warm, take off the hot sweater
And if you want some water, I'll get you a cup
And if you don't want it then burn the hell up
I'm tellin' you now boy you ain't jack
Talkin' much junk like Mr. T has your back
But he's not, so don't act cute
'Cause if you do you in hot pursuits
It's my thing
As the song goes on you will notice a change
The way I throw down, the way I say my name
The mic that I'm packin' is flame resistant
So MC be cool, and keep your distance
When I walk into the party girls are screamin' at me
I park my mic in my holst', and then I yell freeze...
Music please
Ah, where was I? Oh yes
Say a def rhyme then I plumb the rest
Everytime I rock a rhyme I can tell that you like it
Emotion is strong like the mind of a psychic
The mind is weary, floatin' like a dove
Sweatin' a thing like if you was makin' love
Control the crowd, so they can accept it
Total concentration is the perfect method
It's my thing
The wack I subtract, the strong I attack
The ones who grab the mic and freeze, I throw it back
I perfect and eject, make MCs sweat
Take 'em off on the mic then I tell 'em step
Not waiting or debating, 'cause MCs keep hating
Play me too close like two dogs mating
Now let's get on with the rest of the lesson
Don't really like it when suckers start messin'
Tryin' to make a scene, talkin' very loud
Talkin' much junk to attract a crowd
You say you wanna battle, your first mistake
You get quiet and stuff like you was at a wake
In the beginnin', you knew you wasn't winnin'
Now you feel ashamed, your head starts bendin'
Kinda upset boy -- I understand
You lost again -- I won, god damn
It's my thing
My funky fresh lyrics put you in the spirit
I speak a little louder for you suckers can't hear it
The rhymes I designed are right on time
And at the crowd on my mic flash a danger sign
'Cause I'm the Thriller of Manila, MC cold killer
Drink Budweiser, cannot stand Miller
MCs cold clockin' 'til the party's through
Then they tap me on my shoulder and say "This Bud's for you"
To be a real MC you can't be obedient
To be smooth is the main ingredient
You have to be silky like a Milky Way
To be able to make it work you rest and play
I control the pace of the rate the rhymes goin'
Hydraulically jacked is the way they're flowin'
Slow yes, just like they're awed
The comparison is wave like the motion of water, smooth
While the record is spinnin', got your fly girlie grinnin'
MD is on the mic, you know I'm only beginnin'
Rhymes fresher than fresh, never heard me fess
Scored 110 on my MC test
My rhymes are strong than Tyson, hold a MC license
When I grab the mic MCs get frightened
I'm dangerous, I need a cross and bones
Lounge homeboy you in the danger zone
What I mean by lounge I don't mean bitin', huh
You mess around, and we'll be fightin'
It's alright if you bite, but don't recite
Because the rhymes are mine, and that ain't right
But until just chill to the next episode
Donald J, yo, release the code
It's my thing
Erick and Parrish Millenium Ducats
All the way live, 2 Gs, 2 Gs, 5 Gs
New legacy