- Erick Sermon Move On 歌詞
- Erick Sermon
- Intro：
(laughing) yeah, coming to you like, yeah, you know another one of those,
Flavori*******s, mackado*******s, sour cream and onion type flavor.
Redman：
I rule the world like kurtis blow with my afro blown
Im torn out the frame, drunk style stagger like ned the wino
For black albino, im like suicide on vinyle
The type of anti**** *******t you have to keep away from my nose
And im the, bombest rhymer, check my steez
My vocals are like ** *****s, wet an mcs when they open
My identities, blows facilities to ememies please test these abilities
Im rugged, i pack a 24 studded, karrot automatic, 45 ******* slugger
So ring thee alarm, when your tv is on, i react freakin to songs
When ******* see me perform, ******* say i strickly brake vertibraes
Bones back, *******y eyed like japs i blow states off the map
Just by eye contact
Hook:
Dont get it twisted and if you do, you best to move on move on
'rock, rock on' - redman (x4)
Erick sermon:
Yeah, i shut down things for the moment, what?
Paying my does for them fake ass crews (yeah)
Who be claimin to be the *******t yall stop
Gimmicks, hard core lyrics for an image
Im stompin em the beast wompin em
Brain damage is caused, girls drop they drawers to the ground
I bes the effect like wrecks, rhyme skills be shooting off like two black
Techs
Somebody stop me im smoking like mask
Shut your mouth, hes a bad, uh, like shaft
The e-double bring the ****st material, way out cosmic type
Alcoholic whisky type funk for your sissys (word up)
Huh, i take it to the streets, if you cant run up on my turf then get some
Cleats
I let one ******* slide in 93, but this year, hes ****** history
Hook (x4)
Passion:
Strick nine rules the mind on the verge of destruction
Blood starts to boil like a lyrical combustion, eruption
Insane no pressure no pain, *******s falling off its strain to maintain
They be killing me, trying to preach to me, teach to me
I got a phd in funkology
You got your bachelors and your masters in the field of dramatics
The lyrical are bringing the static from the attic, so ******* your automatics
Ive had it up to here, you *******s are in danger
You better stand clear, no hugs no love and kiss mainstream america
They just aint ready for this, cause im nice as *******t
*******s be having fits, the squad of def be smacking hits after hits
And whats goin on in your mind i can feel it
Tremors in the body has caused for the healin
Hook (x4)
Outro:
You know what im sayin? things is hot in the tunnel out in here you know
What im sayin ? ah, n-y-c streets is love, its hot in the summer, um,
Spring, winter and fall things are just lovely, sweet & sour sauce. doin
This yall feel this. i feel you.
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