Bomdigi Lyrics - Double Or Nothing - Erick Sermon

Intro: 

I'll just sway... 

This's the way it goes down 

Def Squad 

Nine-pound 

Check this here 

Verse One: 

The E gets wicked, no need for the biscuit 

The green-eyed funkdafied brother coming wicked 

I sets the party off just like Tanqueray 

The Funk Lord, nobody else could swing this way 

I put the loc to the motion, drop the funk coast to coast and 

I Buck like Shot, 'cause I know I Got Cha Opin 

Check the soup, I Dogg the mic like Snoop 

I get swift like H-Town, when I Knock Da Boots (daaat's right) 

I'm dynamite with this mic 

I Show like Doug E. and I rock the mic lovely 

The afrodesiac, bringin the do-wah-diddy 

to your city, on the Zapp side with the vibe 

I'm Stone Cold like Bobby and Ralph T 

I come with the Game of Death, without Bruce Lee 

The irregular speakin, for those MC's who be tweakin 

Catch me at the Beacon just freakin 

Chorus: 

Brothers can't see me 

'cause my style's the bom-digi-bom-uh-dang-a-dang-digi / repeat 2X 

... 

Brothers can't see me 

Verse Two: 

It goes one for the trouble, two for the show 

Aiyyo, I'm gettin airplay like The Most Beautiful 

I'm the mack, I made Goldy turn chrome 

When I induce my styles upon the microphone (yeah) 

I goes down for y'all in broad daylight 

Weeded, rockin the mic like ta-dow and psych 

Today is a Green Day, so it's blazin 

to specify it, I get big-up from Jamaicans 

Hey, the E-are-I-see-K gets down for the public 

More doper than Janet Jackson's stomach 

Ask anybody, who's the dopest producer? 

I think of cruise, I'm never too much like I'm Luther 

My style is the craziest 

No crew is fadin us 

You got beef with my squad you better dare that 

The shit I kick make rappers say, "I shoulda snared that" 

Chorus 

Verse Three: 

Complete this puzzle, what Squad beat up like Russell Simmons 

And more flyer than Robin Givens 

Cosmic Slop, from the darkside 

Basically, I Can't Wait, songs from the Redman tape 

(and make much sense when he's kickin fool) cause I constantly keep shitting 

and y'all constantly keep listening 

Yeah, who can it be now, watch out 

Flying through the air with wings E Double doing my thing 

Chorus