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Epmd - Symphony 2000 Lyrics

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  • [pmd] yeh.. erick sermon.. epmd.. check it
  • [e-dub] redman.. method man.. lady luck.. def jam
  • [pmd] erick and parrish millenium ducats
  • Hold me down, hold me down (*echoes*)..
  • Uhh.. yo!
  • I grab the mic and grip it hard like its my last time to shine
  • I want the chrome and the cream so I put it down for mine
  • Ill cat, slick talk, slang new york
  • To break it down to straight english, what the ***** you want?
  • Remember me? you punk faggot crab emcee
  • Get your shit broke in half for *****in around with p
  • Aiyyo strike two, my style brooklyn like the zoo
  • Hey you, look nigga, one more strike you through
  • Word is bi-dond, rock esco, fubu, and phat fi-darm
  • Every time I get my spit on, no doubt, I spark the gridiron
  • I step up and bless the track and spit a jewel
  • We keeps cool, no need for static, I strap tools
  • Next up!
  • [e-dub] yo I believe thats me
  • [pmd] yo, get on the mic and rock the symphony
  • [erick sermon]
  • Yo p!
  • Time to rock, the sound I got, it reigns hot
  • Makin necks snap back, like a slingshot
  • E hustle, and muscle my way in
  • Then tussle for days in, on my own with guns blazin
  • Not for the fun of it, just for those who want me to run it
  • Then leave them like -- who done it?
  • Sucka duck, I do what I feel right now
  • When I spit the illest shit, cats be like, wow!
  • Yo! i get looks when Im in the place
  • Thats that nigga, makin you +smile+ with scarface
  • Uhh, +it aint my fault+, that my style silkk enough to shock ya
  • Hit you with the fifth, block-a block-a
  • If I get caught you can bet Ill blow trial
  • Be +downtown swingin+, m.o.p. style
  • Next up!
  • [red] yo yo its funk d.o.c.
  • [e-dub] yo, youre on the mic to rock the symphony
  • [redman]
  • Hehahhh! yo yo
  • Did you ever think you would catch a cap?
  • Yo did you ever think you would get a slap?
  • Yo did you ever think you would get robbed
  • At gunpoint, stripped and thrown out the car?
  • Its funk doc, you know my name hoe
  • My style dirty underground, or ukraine po
  • When it hits you, pain pumps kool-aid, through the vein and shit
  • Snatch the trap then I dash like damon did
  • Doc, walk _thin red lines_ to shell shock
  • Hairlock with *****in broads in nail shops
  • Hydro? got more bags than bellhops
  • Two thousand benz on my eight by ten picture
  • Papichu, slayin crews in icu
  • Battlin, usin hockey rules
  • For keith murray, doc gon ***** these tools
  • Rollin down like dice in yahtzee fool!
  • I just do it like nike, outta bama
  • With ten kids with hammers, hooked to a camper!
  • Yo next up
  • [meth] its the g-o-d
  • [red] yo yo, get on the mic for the symphony
  • [method]
  • Youth on the move, payin them dues, nuttin to lose
  • Huh, street kids, broken and bruised, eyein yo jewels
  • Huh, bad news, barin they souls through rhymin blues
  • _hardcore_! to make them brothers act fool
  • Hands on the steel, flip you heads over heel *sniff*
  • Smell the daffodils from the lyric overkill *sniff*
  • Feelin like the mack inside a cadillac seville *screech*
  • Too ill, on cuts, the barber of seville - fi-ga-ro!
  • The sky is fallin - geronimo!
  • I feel my high comin down.. lookout below!
  • Aiyyo! dead that roach clip and spark another
  • Chickenhawks, playin theyselves like parker brothers
  • I rock for the low-class, from locash
  • The broke-assed, even rock for trailer park trash
  • Yeah yeah, the God on your block like godzilla
  • Yeah yeah -- she gave away my ***** ima kill her
  • John john phenom-enon, in japan they call me ichiban
  • Wu-tang clan, numba won!
  • In the whole nine, I hold mine
  • Keep playin with it kid, you might go blind - jerkoff!
  • ***** them a.k.a., for now its just meth
  • Thats it, thats all, solo, single no more no less
  • [all] next up!
  • [lady] I believe thats me
  • [all] bastard!
  • [pmd] get on the mic and rock the symphony
  • [lady luck]
  • Mrs. stop drop and roll, rocks top the told
  • Hot, even though dames is froze
  • Pop close range at foes, and blaze them hoes
  • Leave em with they brains exposed, and stains on clothes
  • Yall better change your flows, hear how luck spittin?
  • Stay drunk-pissed in the s-type, stay whippin *screech*
  • When the guns spittin, duck or get hittin
  • Its written, we in the game but ball different
  • Point game like jordan, yall play the role of pippen
  • Style switchin, like tight ass after stickin
  • Man listen, stop your cryin and your *****in
  • Like e and ps last cd, youre out of business

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