Symphony

Huh, Erick
Sermon, EP
MD, check it,
M.O.P. Erick and
Parrish Millenium
Ducats Hold me down, hold me down *echoes*... [PMD]
Yeh.. Erick
Sermon.. E
PMD.. 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 it's my last time to *************ne
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 ***** ******** crab emcee
Get your *************t broke in half for ****** around with
P Aiyyo strike two, my style
Brooklyn like the
Zoo Hey you, look *************, 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 [M.O.P]
Next up! [E-Dub]
Yo I believe that's 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 *************t, cats be like, 'Wow!'
YO! I get looks when
I'm in the place
That's that ** ***********, makin you +
Smile+ with
Scarface Uhh, +
It Ain't 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
I'll blow trial
Be +Downtown
Swingin+,
M.O.P. style [M.O.P. & ES]
NEXT UP! [Billy Danze]
Yo I believe that's me [ErickSermon]
Yo (Danze) get on the mic and rock the
Symphony [Billy Danze]
Say hello to the devil
Danze'll kick
Whenever tragic hit,
It's (E)(MO-PMD) blastin *************t
Put in work in this cold game
Soldier *echoes*
I use work as code name
Told ya, line em up its
Soul Train (B-r-r-r-r-r-ra!)
And I give em the whole thing
My family has been trained, to swat em if they blast it
Hit em and make em do a gimme backflip (bad *************t)
I'm donatin a casket
We have raised hell in midtown and gunned down in traffic (Tell em what you sayin)
Get the bozac
Before I tear your maggot ass flat (BOOM BOOM)
They're back [M.O.P.]
NEXT UP! [L Fame]
Yo I believe that's me [BDanze] (Fame!)
Get on the mic for the
Symphony [Lil' Fame]
For gettin the real, straight from
B'Ville Mother*******s don't like
Fame cause
I'm not cream filled
I feel what
I speak so
I speak what
I feel Sleep and
I will, reap and
I kill Mother************* (who know ) jump out a
HUGO Open up your back with a mac,
UNO UNO Ghettoville*************,
I break all laws
Drink brews, curse out *******, and piss on walls
This rap game is a street game now, the game switched
Rappers are gettin killed now with the same *************t
I ain't no mother****** role model, kids don't follow
Cause I'ma hit this ************* full throttle
The type to
RAISE UP 5-0 in your lobby
Rap is my relgion, yeah, bitin is a hobby
Show love when you meet us, its love when you greet us
Or THE FIR
ST FAMILY will come kill you with the heaters
BLAH *echoes*