Tell Em Lyrics - Erick Sermon

[Intro:] 

You about to come through right. (Yeah don't stress it.) You about to come 

through. (I got this check this out man.) You ain't gonna front on me (I 

ain't gonna front on niggas man.) Make sure man I'm tellin' you right now. 

(Check this out. What I'm about to do right now.) You gonna kick it word 

up. Ha 

[Erick Sermon:] 

Personal ggats I gots about 11, without weapons I swing more bats than K7 

Plus, I'm soup like Campbell without heaven 

Some rappers pack great big guns like Frank Drebbin 

In this century I uphold the crown, for bringin' Flavor In Ya Ear 

Plus I'm Gettin' Down, I manuver techniques for species of all kinds 

The third, yours and mine, introduction is in full effect 

I come with the mothership and some other shit 

Yeah all the way live like a concert 

The most respected brother, puttin' in some work 

[Hook:] 

Yeah if you got a crew you better tell em. 

E kicks rhymes from the cerebellum. Don't slip or you won't be around next 

year