It's My Thing Lyrics - 5 Classic Albums - Epmd

Yeah time to put it down E 

Time to put it down E 

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Uh huh yeah 

Yeah it's like this why'all it's like that why'all 

It's like this why'all it's like that why'all 

It's like this why'all it's like that why'all 

Ay E Dub check it out 

MC's out there, you better stand clear 

EPMD is a world premier 

From New York straight talk, America's best 

Cold wild Long Island, is where we rest 

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Style of the rap, makes your hands clap 

Take care of myself because the lines are strapped 

Day mean business, no time for play 

If you bite a line, we'll roll your way 

The more you bite, your body gets hot 

Don't get too close, because you might get shot 

Gnawin at my rhyme like a poisonous rat 

Don't play Dumbo, you're smarter than that 

It's my thing 

The rhythmatic style, keeps the rhyme flowin 

Good friends already bitin, without you knowin 

Can't understand, why your body's gettin weaker 

Then you realize, it's the voice from the speaker 

The mind become delirious, situation serious 

Don't get ill, go and get curious 

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Nuff about that, let's get on to somethin better 

And if gets warm, take off the hot sweater 

And if you want some water, I'll get you a cup 

And if you don't want it, then burn the hell up 

I'm tellin you now boy, you ain't jack 

Talkin much junk like Mr. T at your back 

but he's not, so don't act cute 

Cause if you do you in hot pursuits 

It's my thing 

As the song goes on you will notice a change 

The way I throw down, the way I say my name 

The mic that I'm packin, is flame resistant 

So MC be cool, and keep your distance 

When I walk into the party girls are screamin at me 

I park my mic and my hoes, and then I yell FREEZE.. 

Music please 

Ah where was I? Oh yes 

Say a def rhyme then I plumb the rest 

Everytime I rock a rhyme I can tell that you like it 

Emotion is strong, like the mind of a psychic 

The mind is weary, floatin like a dove 

Sweating and things, like cause you was makin love 

Control the crowd, so they can accept it 

Total concentration is the perfect method 

It's my thing 

The wack I subtract, the strong I attack 

The ones who grab the mic and freeze, I throw it back 

I perfect and eject, make MC's sweat 

Take em off on the mic then I tell em step 

Not waiting or debating, cause MC's keep hating 

Play me too close, like two dogs mating 

Now let's get on with the rest of the lesson 

Don't really like it when suckers start messin 

Tryin to make a scene, talkin very loud 

Talkin much junk to attract a crowd 

You say you want to battle, your first mistake 

You get quiet and stuff, like you was at a wake 

In the beginnin, you knew you wasn't winnin 

Now you feel ashamed, your head starts bendin 

Kinda upset boy -- I understand 

You lost again -- I won, god damn 

It's my thing 

My funky fresh lyrics, put you in the spirit 

I speak a little louder for you suckers can't hear it 

The rhymes I designed, are right on time 

and at the crowd on my mic, flash a danger sign 

Cause I'm the Thriller of Manilla, MC cold killer 

Drink Budweiser, cannot stand Miller 

MC's cold clockin til the party's through 

then they tap me on my shoulder and say, "This Bud's for you" 

To be a real MC, you can't be obedient 

To be smooth is the main ingredient 

You have to be silky like a Milky Way 

To be able to make it work, you rest and play 

I control the pace of the rate the rhymes blowin 

Hydraulically jacked, is the way they're flowin 

Slow yes, just like they're awed 

The comparison is wave like the motion of water, smooth.. 

While the record is spinnin, got your fly girlie grinnin 

MD is on the mic, you know I'm only beginnin 

Rhymes fresher than fresh, never heard me fess 

Scored 110, on my MC test 

My rhymes are strong than Tyson, hold a MC license 

When I grab the mic, MC's get frightened 

I'm dangerous, I'm here to crush some bones 

Lounge homeboy you in the danger zone 

What I mean by lounge, I don't mean bitin, huh 

You mess around, and we'll be fightin 

It's alright if you bite, but don't recite 

because the rhymes are mine, and that ain't right 

But until just chill to the next episode 

Donald J, yo, release the code 

It's my thing 

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All the way live, 2 G's, 2 G's, 5 G's 

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