Erick Sermon - The Ill Shit Lyrics
[chorus, ice cube]With tha boom and ping!Listen to the ill shit that i bring bring!(repeats 4 times)[erick sermon]What's the 411?Erick sermon, ice cube, and kam are here to get the job doneSo back the ***** up! i have an attitude, dude, i'm 'bout ta get rudeI'm buckin' out shots during my interludeRight about now i'm 'bout ta get corageous like the catGot the gat in the corner of my back so get the bozackThe american dream, the people choice pickI flip more vowels than pat sajak's white *****I'm bad ask michael jackson's dad about e-doubleThe mack fram, the black superman made of steelThe mic i'm holdin' is a samsonE-d the green eyed bandit in raw fashionI'm lettin' niggaz know my territoryMy ground is rugged. i kill a million niggaz so ***** it!Nick knack paddy whack give a dog a boneOnce again it's on with the brand new song, yeah boy![chorus][kam]God damn, not kam!But i'm afraid so, i lay low like a brickQuick to make a cameo, so hand me your eardrum cuz here comes the 411Little devils don't go to heaven, 187 on a saltine crackerSmack a, paranoid busta so don't make me have to act a foolWhat's up? now you can determineThe west coast niggaz is down with erick sermon on the g tipWe trips hard on the oppositionThree niggaz on a mission so listen to the ill shitCuz we'll get wrecked!What you expect! ***** a rain nigga take a chin check![chorus][ice cube]Well here i go again, throwin' up the wIce cube and i'm down wit' e-double crewPullin' up in my homie's black 6-4Hittin' switches but mine's a convertibleMatched to the west side, still got the 2-2Cuz some niggaz don't believe in a gang trucePersonal shit what is this??? epmd, goin' out of business?God damnit! can't leave my dog stranded...the green eyed banditPicked up kam cause my nigga need a ride. ***** a peace treatyBut still have the 4-5...glock *****ed for the clownYeah we down pulled up and echoed soundDon't ya know that we can drop 10 of these, dope tracksSo ***** all our enemies![chorus]
