Epmd - Tell Em Lyrics
Intro:You abou to come through right. (yeah dont stress it.) you about to comeThrough. (I got this check this out man.) you aint gonna front on me (iAint gonna front on niggas man.) make sure man Im tellin you right now.(check this out. what Im about to do right now.) you gonna kick it wordUp. haErick sermon:Personal ggats I gots about 11, without weapons I swing more bats than k7Plus, Im soup like campbell without heavenSome rappers pack great big guns like frank drebbinIn this century I uphold the crown, for bringin flavor in ya earPlus Im gettin down, I manuver techniques for species of all kindsThe third, yours and mine, introduction is in full effectI come with the mothership and some other shitYeah all the way live like a concertThe most respected brother, puttin in some workHook:Yeah if you got a crew you better tell em.E kicks rhymes from the cerebellum. dont slip or you wont be around nextYearWell heres a little something that needs to be heard. - slick rickRosalyn:Check the poetry in motion, from this bom bazi smokin***** that get you open, its mess if you tangle with my tressesCause I posses gifts thats wickeder than hexasThat explode on the scene be all means, I be flushing mcs like queensAnd none of yall can see me, got more boom bom than manziniYour style is strickly primi, and I stomp with the big dogsOff the wall with a crew that rough enough to rush limbaughWe stay, strapped, part of packed pistol posseI represent through mind soul and bodyIn any form Im doin work over beat breaksNow even cheap skates is peepin my tape release dateWord born, Im comin in like a swarmThen Im gone before you can ring the alarmHookKeith murray:A-yo catch this word bubonic plaque, in your head back chest arms and legsWhen Im coming through grab your cranium for ultimatumPunk I faze them subterranium, my subliminals mix with criminal chemicalsGot more milk than sylabals then alphabet cerealPlace your bet and your whole entourage will get wetThats a promise cause the squad dont make threatsIm a, graceful poet with some distic ballistics, above and beyond all thatOther bullshitLinguistics will bless a anticeptive, nerve wreckin, conceptive orConsistant contestantMy deviant delieverance be leavin mcs in the state of malmet depressive(word up)Damaging your medulla, cerebrum and cerebellum, you got a crew you betterTell em
