To the beat y`all -> Flavor Flav {*repeats throughout intro*}
[Intro: Erick Sermon]
Yeah, peace to MC Breed
Def Squad, 2002, uh
[Verse One]
Aiyyo this sound hard, somethin funky people gon` dance to
Give the record a second, and a chance to
Hittin people like a scene of amazement
Floored by Erick Sermon arrangement
Frontin I can never do (uh-huh)
So now I`m lookin dead at you, so what you gonna do?
You checkin out the sounds of a scholar
You say, Hi E - tell `em HOLLA, HOLLA!
I`m the E Double, and I proclaim my name
Straight up big game, peep all gangs
I`m like a rhino, stomp through the roughest pack
They figure I`m a trigga happy nigga so they step back
E, the microphonest
Who last the longest and who the strongest?
It`s not a game, it`s plain to see (ha)
Check out the sounds of E, and the Squad of D
To the beat y`all -> Flavor Flav {*repeats 5X*}
Y`knahmsayin? Ain`t no future in yo` frontin
[Verse Two]
I never got caught with a kilo
If you ever do, it would never be with me yo
I ain`t the one to be servin up a ki` yo
I sell work, but it`s more like sellin beats yo
Yo - I never have to worry about me gettin jumped
If I ever do, R-E-D, pop the trunk
Me and my crew, got somethin for all y`all (uhh)
When I`m on the mic, don`t play at all
I clock mad G`s a week, boomin at my peak
Everytime the E`s asked to program a beat
I put it down like this for everybody
Then throw a Def Squad cool out party
Takin over, barkin like a doggie named Rover
(Woof!) I`m pickin suckers like a four-leaf clover
They bitin lyrics on the mic cause they cobras
Are they sayin E.D.`s? Cause ain`t no future in yo` frontin
To the beat y`all -> Flavor Flav {*repeats 5X*}
Ain`t no future in yo` frontin
[Verse Three]
Yo, I`m the E, D-O-U-B-L-to the E and
Down with my homey Keith, and the R-E-D and
Niggaz talk shit cause we still be disagreein
I don`t give a FUCK cause I`m from N.Y.C.
In the city, where pretty ones low
If you ever shoot through my city NOW YOU KNOW
We get biz, and we got pride
If you don`t feel this, then nigga break wide
Cats be lookin, for the M-O-N-E-Y
Livin illegal, is the way, so they die
Cause I ain`t got time, to see if things work out
Things get hard I`m robbin no doubt
That be the way, E.D. can not be different
Never change the ways of the world of the government
If I was the President, I`d stay fat
Leave it up to me, I`d paint the White House black
Ain`t no future in yo` frontin
To the beat y`all -> Flavor Flav {*repeats 5X*}
Ain`t no future in yo` frontin
[Verse Four]
Yo, I got dough in my pocket, not from rollin
If I was a fiend then my gold would be stolen
Put my name E, on everything I own
My Excursion truck, outlined in chrome
Shined up good, ride through your neighborhood
StarTec phone, fat rims, and the Kenwood
Music kicked around and, can I have a drop?
Just because I`m ridin people think I`m sellin rocks
Ain`t no future in yo` frontin
To the beat y`all -> Flavor Flav {*repeats 5X*}
Ain`t no future in yo` frontin!
[Verse Five]
Yo, I`m cool to the rules of the world
Livin life raw, cause I never liked the law
Wear top ten on my ass my own jeans
Sell the game, tit for tat to the fiends
Make much dough but never break a sweat
Time to move out? My niggaz sayin BET
You got my back and I got yours
What time is it? Tear down the doors
To the beat y`all -> Flavor Flav {*repeats 3X*}
Ain`t no future in yo` frontin
To the beat y`all -> Flavor Flav {*repeats 2X*}
Ain`t no future in yo` frontin
To the beat y`all -> Flavor Flav {*repeats 2X*}
Ain`t no future in yo` frontin
To the beat y`all -> Flavor Flav {*repeats 2X*}
[Erick Sermon]
Uhh, yo, combustible, uhh
Uhh, yeah, huh, Def Squad
Huh, PPP yeah uhh
Funky Noble y`all, huh uh, Phillie addict uh
Keith Murray word up uh-huh
Uh-huh, yeah, Daytona y`all
Uhh, uhh, Khari uh-uh
Sy Scott, uh, what? How we do what?
Uh, all day baby
Def Squad, uh, uh peace to MC Breed
Uh-huh, yo, uh-huh, yeah yeah
Check it out y`all, uh
