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Erick Sermon

Genres: Hip-Hop

Payback Ii Lyrics - Erick Sermon

Word em up 

 

Word em up ha ha 

Got the E Double right there 

 

JMJ combined with Grand, Royal 

Nineteen ninety three ninety four 

Word em up 

 

Here we go Joe Sinistr representin' from the joint 

 

Yo yo I pause for the cause 

I seen niggaz heads busted someone pass the gauze 

This rhyme may affect the skull to a point 

And crash the membrane, so you should spark a joint 

There I go and now it's Showtime without 

KiKi Shepherd, now the bitch feels neglected 

Check the memo, remember you listened to my demo; 

Yeah the one about the fuckin limo? 

Rewind because I'm pushed for time right now 

What where when how, my sound's out there like Moscow 

I hear nuttin but the music, raw fusion 

No mass confusion or illusion 

Blink blink, blink so what you sayin? I'm not playin 

Hey man, yo I caught you playin 

So don't be conspicous, cause you can't get with this 

Hardcore scientifical, far from typical 

My rap style, is dy-no-might 

It make you want to be like the E Double, and not like Mike 

Yo, bust my acoustics, SWING! 

Deranged, when I rock the mic I feel strange 

Now back to our program, fuck Batman, bang bang 

Sound from the gat-man 

Let me quit it, cause I feel I have shitted 

And got mad niggaz widdit 

Joe Sinistr follows 

So y'all get my dick, until tomorrow 

 

It's the second payback, payback part II 

Yeah, it's the second payback, the payback part II 

Uh-huh, yeah, it's the second payback, the payback part II 

Uh-huh, yeah, it's the second payback, payback part II 

It's part II, uh 

 

And while niggaz still arrested virgins, I rips it ill 

As Erick Sermon's, we's the ones usin the method slurrin 

So Joe Sinistr came through the armed recruit to blank crews 

My six will fix another one greedy 

For real, let's peel they hats back for deal slow 

And we'll catch clown, with they pants down real low 

The screwball better work a RuPaul and switch fast 

Or we'll be in the cornfield, killin your bitch ass 

And Timb's roam through bad bad odor but it is home 

Wild flex and more sex than Mad Cobra 

So take it easy ?just to mash a kraut? mine's the cheesiest 

And I'm sworn to keep their eyes on more than CBS 

I make the Funk Doobie turn to a process 

I mob just any nigga, I don't care who he 

I still get doughs, takin off bitches Girbauds 

And lamp with Erick, a champ merit cause I flip foes 

See these screws loose, I repeat, Beetlejuice, Beetlejuice 

But stop there goes the third time with the cock-a-roach 

And I get more flows than Vic Tayback 

So kids, here come the second big payback 

 

It's the second payback, payback part II 

Yeah, it's the second payback, the payback part II 

Uh-huh, yeah, it's the second payback, the payback part II 

Uh-huh, yeah, it's the second payback, payback part II 

It's part II, uhh 

 

The black African brother, low key so call me undercover 

The funkster from the boonies 

I love Muhammad Ali, so fuck Gerry Cooney 

Oops, can't forget, under a roof from One Nation 

Crowd participation 

Shit, I'm so upset, I feel like snappin niggaz neck 

But I'ma chill and let Joe get wreck 

 

My secret recipe put Pepsi on Diet's, uh-huh 

The funk dog as I come low to piss on hydrants 

And howl at half moons and White Owls and mad tunes 

Live quite fowl, leavin Lifestyles in bitches bathrooms 

I crack granite, and pack a mass transit it's so weird 

My style is more Fear-ed than Black Planets 

And I fuck your shit, suck my dick for explicit 

I let clips at your name, pay rent in your brain 

And I gets wicked, wick-wick-wicked 

And keeps a full clip in case the bullets get evicted 

And now to twirl up the fat nigga, seek psychiatric 

I devour worlds and Galactus 

I gets mean troop, grabbin Christine around the block 

At sixteen, spittin the green pea soup 

And cock nines, when niggaz got slime, the only men 

Puffin Nick Nick Nick's- with -elodeon 

It's Joe no diss cause the funk mist flow 

Make a mess like Aunt Tess when she leaped off the sixth flo' 

So straighten it out if your knock-kneed 

'Fore they draw chalk around the body 

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