Freestyle - Epmd Lyrics - Funkmaster Flex

(Erick Sermon talking) 

Ah, yeah yeah yeah 

Funkmaster flex yeah the final chapter 

Volume 3 understand that squadron; Das Efx, Keith Murr 

Redman, and Nocturnal, Epmd '98 

Understand that, new year, new chear, new cash flow 

Understand on the 1 2 yeah 

Feel me on this one..unh, unh 

(verse 1) 

We up in d-n-d making it happen, once more 

I'm lookin' for the fugees to split the score 

Nahmean? I'm out for the dough no less 

When I got 100 mil to spend, there's no stress 

And you cats kill me, 

It takes more than dreams to fulfill me 

Y'all feel me 

Cock the automatic, I'm systematic, michael jackson screaming 

And those emcees not beleiving 

I get up and I wreck em quickly 

Black-out, no doubt, you won't even beleive ripley 

Don't shit me, I see right through your frame, it's frail 

You and your crew live a tall tale 

The squadron understand that ED 

The black human being 

The green-eyed bandit, come inside, and let me show you what it's about 

Like sean puffy combs when there's no way out, nigga 

(Parish Smith talking) 

Yeah, epmd, funk flex, 

(verse 2) 

Yo, volume 3, final chapter gotta blast ya 

Crash ya, total ya frame, when I smash ya 

You get plastered, trying to fuck wit the master 

The emcee slasha, stock bond and check casha 

Been rappin for neons, crushin peons 

Nice like deion, '98, EPMD's on 

Grand finale, from New York, back to Cali 

Ghetto stlye, for the projects in the street alley 

Funk flex, desert eagle with the teks 

Teflon vest, hollow points, with the silver tips 

Tires crome, red leather for the benz whip 

Diamond bracelet, plus some others for the wild pit 

Squadron shuttin' shit down in a hurry 

Epmd red noc das plus keith murray 

(parish talking) 

Word Up 

Epmd 

Erick sermon 

Parish smith 

For the '98 final chapter 

Volume 3 funk flex