Imma Gitz Mine Lyrics - Epmd

[erick sermon] 

Aooowwwwwwwwwwwww! 

Part one, the mastermind begins upon a quest 

Gettin stupid -- shootin rhymes like arrows shot by cupid 

Ahh, you so crazy, is what somebody told me 

You can't hold me, so why you actin bold g? 

Come correct when you steppin dude, don't get rude 

Or I might blast you durin my interlude 

But for real though, I'm doper than chronic 

A million dollar man, but I'm not bionic 

Erick sermon, a name you know so don't front kid 

E.d., rock the mic and roll the blunt, ya dig? 

Goal is to get naughty by nature 

And blow up like when girls blow up my skypager 

Make loot by the stacks - so when I come back 

Through my neighborhood, they see I'm doin good 

I got my hat to the back, my hands down below 

So act like you know 

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Chorus: erick sermon (repeat 2x) 

Imma gitz mine, you go and get yours (3x) 

Imma gitz mine, you got it! 

[erick sermon] 

Part two, show the way I flip the funk lyric 

And get ghost - with the magical form of spirit 

I do my thing, I don't dare front or flake 

I commence to earthquake, dominate, and cremate 

Abuse and use a funky form of dialect 

When I mic check, I freak the ill concept like 

Skip to my loo my darling, I hear someone calling 

Hey, erick sermon, yes yes y'alling 

I got funk by the ounce to make you bounce 

To the bus stop, and flash back to the wop 

Now I got the +vibeology+, in a funky way 

Somethin paula abdul would say 

My style development, should be arrested 

Arrested development, _everyday people_ 

From my heritage kickin, e's on a mission 

It's a black thing kid, and not the blonde ambition 

Mackaframa, fly mack-dose 

Got props from north south, east and the west coast 

Like michael jackson boy, just _leave me alone_ 

Cause once again it's on 

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Chorus 

[erick sermon] 

(worrrd) one two, as I speak upon the funk 

Why is that when the ? , the people told the junk 

Man, we can't have anything 

Why can't we all just get along like my man rodney king 

I'm a young man, doin what I have to 

Who asked you? I'm doin what I gotta do 

I'm guaranteed to have my own show, like arsenio 

If I maintain to be a desperado 

Stayin wicked when I kick it through your speaker 

You might think I'm a alien, but that's a corny ? 

Because my ways are, "strange -- and I like it" 

And got power like a psychic 

I'm +cool like dat+ when I react with the rap 

But if you ain't down with it then get the bozack 

Chorus