Das Efx - Generation Efx Lyrics
Verse: [das efx]Biggidee back from vacationHere to rock the whole nationDiggie das epmd invationDown diffa don, down diffa do, wiggidee one twoTil we do, wiggidee rock the fubuThe official, launch the missileBlow the whistle at the art-officialMiggidee mix sure to south centralForget you, like amnesia, biggidee bove the reefaCheap, but das came to please yaTake the bever, now we back son, tougher actionZoom das, zoom das, satisfactionBiggidee back pop popular, hip hoppin emThe hit squad, def squad still rockin emVerse: [parrish smith (epmd)]Its everytime we rock a bomb, we get ya mind openThe mics blazin, smokin, he was chokinWe dont remove walls, boom docks, plus the suaWe bring it to ya, we nightmare like freddy kruegerSo call me drama, trauma, slash comma, no one to bombaEat tracks like jeffrey dahmer, from def jamThe east west check my streetbreath, no weak stepsOr rest with the ? ? ? , check my repetoirMangin on the resevoir, Im eatin caviarEy yo Im really try to do this farEpmd and das efx cold blazin it, no face in itGot the whole world chasin it, the scream show upNever rock you like my boa, the ill flow upCame back cause we knowed ya, another go roundGrab the mic, put the flow down, you court moG minus 7, we bout to bring nowChorus: [das efx]Represent my, generation!Here we go, all we wanna do is flowAll we know is get the dough(2x)Verse: [das efx]Diggidee yes yes yo, to the beat yoNo matter what the game, before you walk you got to crawlLong term plannin, I make ya bounce like a mars, line affects candyAnd let the music play like zanyAnd feeds your eyes and what you never tought you see againDiggidee das and nigga the epmd againAsk the mildest skillWe built to puff trees and with ya now hit squad, kansasThe diggidee suck dsAll my niggaz sqeeze, jiggaz get hot, we freezeNiggaz in the street keep figgaz, cant ***** with these niggazShow stop us, we off the baileys and the ruckusDread not a rasta, Ill be back astaVerse: [erick sermon (epmd/def squad)]What the deal is son, aint this some shit?Caps frontin for I even come out this *****You forget who we are? recognize, we spark the benzThen split the game to the kidsNow you wanna act like my crew, never happenIve payed the way for rappin, last eraYou can say what you want, I sit back and frontThe money, the jewels, the hoe, clothes, you knowFriends and fools can tell ya so about the lyrical, spiritualMore its the miracle, fly individualEpmd and das efx might checkin itSide checkin it!Chorus (2x)
