Epmd - Intrigued Lyrics
[erick sermon]Hit the floor, tuck and roll es on fireIm your mother*****er, but not jerry maguireIm the dark skinned, packin mac-10, who get busyEffective, puttin shit in the proper perspective[parrish smith]Strapped with the gat, bustin caps across the mapYo the crews back, royalties and ascapIm six two, fat went with the chrome shoeDiamond and jewels, estates with the swimmin pools[books]And the sauna, piggedy-puffin on some marijuanaFrom tiajuana, miggedy-mess around and youse a gonerI stash the cash dont flash the cash what?You figgedy-front on this kid I smash that ass[drayz]Chiggedy-check the one two-er, bringin it from the sewer to the landCross the burnin sand, biggedy-back to business with my miggidy-manGot plans to blow, solidifyin all positions in the gameLike coalition, stiggedy-stop look and listen[erick sermon]To the hot shit, Im the tale of that bronx shitCall me sonny, with pounds of moneyBringin raw music, call my style swooshPlease say mister, when you introduce me[parrish smith]Yeah.. uhhh epmd and das efx, time to flexLike funkmaster, back to business in your tape deckSteel I hold it, put it together blindfoldedHangin upside down, bust it, then reload it[books]Yo, Im comin up from virginia, on the linearHavin dinner yall, with this dimepiece named leviniaCellu-lar ringin, its books how ya livinFat like thanksgiving, drop some shit like a pigeon[drayz]Yo, the boogie banger, biggedy-black rover to rangerDanger, Im iggidy-off the planet like kramerMy iggidy-anger, slaughter, iggidy-out of orderSplit your monkey ass in half like moses split the wiggidy-waterChorus: repeat 2x[e] you intrigued by the way, we do our thing[p] do what?[e] pick up the mic, hot, and make you swing[p] say what?[e] pick up the mic, hot, and make it swing[p] yo, cold wax and tax mcs who tend to act ill[erick sermon]Any hype, out the door, kill itAnything the squadron wants, uhh bill itEpmd out the box we be rockinWe hold the title, like priests hold the bible[parrish smith]God bless, to any mc who wanna testSurvival of the fittest, ***** it life or deathWith ill manuevers, rapper slash producerPuttin it down with e-dub, in the sewer[books]Some riggidy-real thugs, sex hip-hop and drugsLiggidy-left burnt rugs, drinkin beers out of gold mugsSlugs in the barrel, on name brand apparelBriggidy-bringin drama like john travolta in aarow[drayz]But niggidy-no need for that, smith squeeze the gatEase em back, or niggaz gon biggidy-bleed, in factIts wiggidy wild shine like the head, of golden childCorrupt styles, sinister smile, we takin bails to trialChorus
