Epmd - Right Now Lyrics
Right here, right now?[erick sermon] (parrish smith)Yeah, uh-huhUh-huhAh yall know what, that is, yo, uh-huh (e-dub)Uh-huh, uh-huh, yknow what that is, word up(wax and tax em) the squadron, pmd, erick sermon(millenium ducats) yo, yo.. uh-huhDef jam[erick sermon]Excuse me! Im tryin to earn a mere buck or twoYo my names e-dub, so who the ***** are you?Im lockin it down now, and thats thatIm the bigga nigga, supreme vigor figure with capHold your gat, I cant control the soundIf the beat grabs you up, then hold yourself downCaptivates, give it raw to the kick and snareLike uhh-huh.. yeah yeah..[parrish smith]I love it when my jewels danglesCould see stars, like the banglesWhen you approach me, adress me as mr. like bojanglesDeath decepticon, bad intentions when we reppin onMicrophones, step in the set and start flexin onYour big man, dont lose focus and watch the quicksandKill the drama, my nigga lean on cats, like a kickstand***** it, erick and parrish millenium ducatsFully flossed out, two gs, fisherman bucketChorus: epmd (repeat 2x)Who? epmd got checks to cashWhat what? drop bombs for the clubs to blastWhen? right now, so my crew could flashWhere? right here, get the money and stash[erick sermon]Aiyyo whats that song, that got the average dudePlayin the fool, hittin the bong with cheech and chongWhat? me and mic doc rock the spot like were upWith more technique, than bruce lee with num-chuks (wha-tah)Pure player, my rap flows athleticWorkout seven albums - rap calistheticsEpmd now.. here to getchaWith a blow, you coulda sworn roy jones hit ya[parrish smith]Cats cant hold me, erick and parrish, we hold the trophyScorn your team all day so I suggest you change your goalieCause Im hype again, with e double, on the mic againCrack a 40, spark a l, then pop a ? perkadan?Straight off tiggy, ridin shotgun with my niggyNo diggy, e and p tight like lenny and squiggySundullah, no one cooler than the rap rulerAnd to the cats out there frontin, yo, you cant fool usChorus[erick sermon]Aiyyo, stop, drop, and roll, we on fireAnd we wont stop rockin til we retireWho said we _out of biz_? that there was a liarIm sammy sosa, and ps mark mcgwireHome run hitters, with black tar beneath the eyeIf you wanna hate me, do it now, tryIm lethal, take it back to epmd third albumAnd do it _for my people_[parrish smith]I jump out the plane and hanglideHit the ice and slip-slideNiggaz dont get it, epmd status, correct me if imMistaken, currently record breakin and still bakinLike kevin to footloose only difference we keep the sytsem quakinDusk to dawn, word is bondYou ***** with epmd, erick and parrish, the shit is onCause we roll with a street team that donate postersQuick to roast yaRun up with the gat *****ed back, clap, and smoke yaChorus
