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EPMD - Strictly Business lyrics
Try to answer to the master on the MC rap artists No joke on the lyric it's hard to be modest I knew I was the man with the master plan To make you wiggle and jiggle like gelatin Just think while I sing and to the brain structure Don't sleep on the E 'ya see something might rupture I don't take time for me to blow your mind It takes a second to wreck it because you're dumb and blind So just lounge . . . 'Cause you're a MC clown Or join the circus . . . EPMD's in town Total chaos -- no mass confusion Rhymes so hypnotizing known to cause an illusion Like a magician who draws a rabbit out a hat, son I'm drawin' more, like a 44-Magnum MC's please stop, look, and listen and try to imagine it's travellin' the speed of lighjt, but everything' motion it's frightening Plus the thought of you alone You now enter the dimension called the Twilight Zone You're terrified . . . plus you can't bear the thought You and I one-on-one in the land of the lost You start to shiver . . . then you scream, my friend You wake up, Muttley, because you're dreamin' again Next time I'm on the scene . . . do not try to diss us Keep your mouth suckered up, because I'm Strictly Business This is the rap season . . . when the E starts pleasin' Girls around the world no need to be skeezin' When I roll I stroll, Cool always pack a 2 Just in case . . . a brother acts a fool I've got the energy to put the girlz in a frenzy Put a shock when I rock even though I'm not stingy Make sure I don't bore when I'm on the dance floor . . . Get busy, boy . . . like you never saw before Rhyme flow . . . good to go . . . After the show . . . I'll pull your hoe, boy "Do you sniff blow??" -- Hell no Got my whole life ahead of me, no time to be sniffin' And if my parents find out, then they start riffin' So I stay, A-OK 'Cause I'm the E . . . the R-I-C-K MC's look me in the face and their eyes get weak Pulse rate descends . . . heart rate increases It's like beam me up, scotty, I control your body I'm as deadly as AIDS when it's time to rock a party With all due respect, when I say mike check I let a sucker slide once . . . then I break his neck So when I say jump, you'll reply "How high?" Because I'm takin' no prisoners, so don't play hero and die You're just a soldier . . . and I'm a Green Beret I do not think twice about the MCs I slay So if you want to battle, i highly recommend this: Bring your dog, mom, and dad . . . because I'm Strictly Business Yo, yo, you're still pickin' on that four-leaf clover? Bring in the sandman, sucker . . . because it's over My name is Eric Sermon and I'm back again I see the head's still turnin' of my so-called friends They smile in my face -- behind my back they talk trash, Mad and stuff - because they don't have cash Like the E-Double . . . or the Pee-MD He drives a Corvette, I drive a semi-iroc Suzuki I'm the locksmith . . . with the key to fame Never high on myself, always stay the same Play a lot because I'm hot and like a horse I trot Around the track and back, fatigued?? No, I'm not I'm the mellow, the fellow, the one that likes to say hello To a fly girl that is good to go With the slow tempo and the off-beat rhyme flow 'Cause when I am in action, there is no time for maxin' or relaxin Just reactin' and subtractin' On a sucker MC who's mouth keeps on yappin' and flappin' I lose my cool, then I'll be start slappin' and smackin' You on a roll, then I'll be start jackin' and cappin' No time to lounge, I'm packin' and strappin' At my point attack I soar at you like an eagle, I'm the sheriff, and bitin' is illegal So next time in town, I highly recommend this, You gots to chill, because I'm Strictly Business |
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