It`s My Thing * — текст песни (Epmd)

* versions on Greatest Hits differ from the original recordings

{helicopter flies overhead}

[Parrish Smith]
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

MC`s 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

[Erick Sermon]
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 Dumbo, you`re smarter than that

[PMD] It`s my thing

[Parrish Smith]
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

[Erick Sermon]
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 at your back
but he`s not, so don`t act cute
Cause if you do you in hot pursuits

[PMD] It`s my thing

[Parrish Smith]
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 and my hoes, and then I yell FREEZE..
.. music please

[Erick Sermon]
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
Sweating and things, like cause you was makin love
Control the crowd, so they can accept it
Total concentration is the perfect method

[PMD] It`s my thing

[Parrish Smith]
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 MC`s sweat
Take em off on the mic then I tell em step
Not waiting or debating, cause MC`s keep hating
Play me too close, like two dogs mating

[Erick Sermon]
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

[PMD] It`s my thing

[Parrish Smith]
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 Manilla, MC cold killer
Drink Budweiser, cannot stand Miller
MC`s cold clockin til the party`s through
then they tap me on my shoulder and say, This Bud`s for you

[Erick Sermon]
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 blowin
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..

..

[Parrish Smith]
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, MC`s get frightened

[Erick Sermon]
I`m dangerous, I`m here to crush some 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

[PMD] It`s my thing

[Parrish Smith]
Erick and Parrish Millenium Ducats
All the way live, 2 G`s, 2 G`s, 5 G`s
New legacy



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