It's like this y'all, like that y'all It's like this y'all, like that y'all like this y'all, it's like that y'all
This is the year for the an' the cats with skills Underground with the hoodie, fuck it real While you was pissin' in bed, we was makin' a mill' Got up with Erick Sermon, dropped Gots 2 Chill'
Then niggaz bugged, turned B boy, slash thug Givin' fake love, with hugs, to fake thugs With fake mugs, runnin' they mouth with the bugged An' caught a an' no one see nothin' but mask an' gloves
Ayyo, likewise, I in strong with no disguise Ruthless, me, transformed, I'm Eazy-E the point of rockin' the joint I'm blowin' the spot, wreckin' the scene with my
NFL, 'Niggaz for life', so that I see a few clowns, so where's the at? Me an' my boys are ready, aim that an' it steady For who dream, believe, I'm Freddie
Now yo, if you got more in your pocket Put a peace sign in the air if you the South Bronx An' let me you say, "Hell yeah", hell yeah Say, "Hell yeah", yeah
Ayyo, I the mic an' strike, explode an' ignite Off the head, reminiscin' some shit last night No dough in the pocket but shit's alright An' fagots always stress me, so I keep my shit tight
Who am I? The cat to put ass on standby Fuck your sister, chill with you, then tell her man,"Hi" Then start stalkin', three point shot like Hershey Takin' it back to the Seventy-Sixers Johnny Dawkins
Yo, I come through camouflaged with the Squadron Lookin' like ghetto EPMD's the name, no mistakin' I rob you for all you got an' keep
The blah blah off like a wild Jamaican Earthquakin' an' dominatin' the Yes, on the scene, the duo, Lettin' off, ruckus in five boroughs
Yo, this out goes to Brownsville You know what I'm On [Incomprehensible] Avenue Newport Squadron EPMD, you know I'm sayin?
To the Brentwood Posse, just say "Make money, money, money, money, money" Make money, money, make money, money, say, "Make money, money, make money, money, money" Make money, money, make money, money,
Yo, who grabs the mic an' spit flows while you swing I'm off the endo, but straight up, you gets no wins though I like to ill, pop an' watch the Mo' spill dollar bills dippin' po nine while my niggaz chill
Yo, yo, yo, P chill, chill, Niggaz is in fightin' B Yo, lounge out man, goddamn, niggaz is always fuckin' up put some shit on they can dance to then