Текст песни Epmd - Get the Bozack *, слова песни Epmd

Текст песни Epmd - Get the Bozack *

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* versions on "Greatest Hits" differ from the original recordings[Parrish Smith]Yeah, vacation`s overAs I say mic check, in eighty-nine, time to wreckTellin all the sucker crab MC`s to stepEPMD`s in effectSnappin necks and cashin large checks, youknowhatI`msayin?And we gonna do it somethin like this[Erick Sermon]Shazam, let me tell you who I amThe E-R-I-C-K, S-E-R-M-O-NCall me a lumberjack, or a midland warriorDoin damage to the world worse than the Hurricane GloriaI`m serious -- you can say I`m furiousYou`re sayin in your mind, "Who is he?" because you`re curiousA rare rap style, not heard by the usualYou bite you get damaged, so my brothers stay mutual[Parrish Smith]While I`m makin and takin, emcees shakin and flakinPre-heat my oven to three hundred degrees and start bakinemcees like potatoes, beats kickin like CatoGettin philosophical like the Greek man Plato (who?)Greek man Plato (who?) The Greek man PlatoBut I`m the A.K.Ato flow, broAs you all well know, I do a showPick up the dough and hoe, break to the limoMoney in the pocket, Albee`s hands on the ammoCrack the Olde Gold, as we roll and strollDon`t play bold sucker, cause you was toldYour spot in the box in eighty-eight was soldSo quit the singin come swingin cause of the beat that I`m bringinTryin to wax EPMD, you be U.G.-inon a heavy narcotic, such as speed or crackBecause your rhyme`s mediocre but your tracks are wackNot fiction but fact black, believe thatThen put away your demo cause the brother is backand get the bozack.. E..[Erick Sermon]As I sing and do my thing I might singJane, or the whole shabangBut if I snap, during the course of the rapP tap me on the back, throw the crowd a slapJust to distract, til I`m intactGet my Fisherman hat, so I can mackGroove to the rhythm of a funky trackLike ("Yo, you slap me and I`ll slap you back")I come correct with the context.. flex..Just to distract, til I`m intactGet my Fisherman hat, so I can mackGroove to the rhythm of a funky trackLike ("Yo, you slap me and I`ll slap you back")I come correct with the context.. and then vexand then flex and throw a hex on your whole complexAnd then check for a second, yo, then sayyy(R-E-S-P-E-C-T) Respect!For me the E Double, or the emcee rap goddessCause me and PMD we get ours regardlessSo get the bozack.. P..[Parrish Smith]Yo, time to get funky and rawStompin out posses (like who?) like GigantorCause when I roll I come fully equippedMic in the hand, tooly, and spare clipsLike a detenator with no ticks I then trip or slipor maybe flip while my DJ`s on the mixNever lost a battle and if I did it was fixedYou must be sick all on the dilznick, like a jim hatYour shit ain`t pumpin and your rhymes are wackCause you`re a nickel dime sucka, who hangs with Tommy TuckerLike KRS-One says, you a Part Time Suckawho works O.T., to be like meThe Capital P, the M, I`m like DTo slay an emcee, on the S-P-O-TLeave without a motive or a C-L-U-ESo get the bozack.. E..[Erick Sermon]The MC Grand Royal on the microphoneTerrorist, mafioso, a.k. E CaponeI`m no joke on the stroke I broke so don`t chokeNo hopes folks, I quote note for noteYou mind float on the rhyme on I wrote (what?)and does the Wild Thing, like my boy Tone LocIt`s equipped with the kit that bit the whole shitDon`t catch a nitfit, because my style legitBrand new from the crew for you no voodooA trick from the flicks master Wu Kung-FuEquipped with the posse and the time I needCock diesel like Rocky and Apollo CreedSo get the bozack.. P..[Parrish Smith]Yo, mic checkin, checkin and checkin and checkinScanned the crowd, then start wreckinEither kill or be killed, in the field of hip-hopCause if you`re slow you blow you get popped mopped and droppedIf you snooze, you lose, here come the oohs and boosI pop a No-Doz, relax my lips and cruisepast a pooh putt`n sucka whose all about schemeinWax the P twice, you must be dreaminCause as you moan and groan, from the mouth you foamSayin deep down inside, I shoulda left P aloneCause it`s a fact, black, that when I`m loopin the trackto lounge in the Danger Zone, because I`m backIn fact, Jack, before I launch my attackPremeditate my assassination and come strappedCause your words are uttered, your wack style is clutteredTried to step to the E and the P and got smugYou get the bo-zackYo, get the bozackYeah, get the bozack (knahmean?)Yeah, get the BOZACK[Erick Sermon]Uh-huh, yeah[Parrish Smith]The B, the O, the ZGet the BOZACK[Erick Sermon]Hahhh, yeah[EPMD]get the bozack, get the bozackget the booooooeoeooooeeohzackget the bozack, get the bozackget the booooooeoeooooeeohzack[Erick Sermon]Get the bozackThe bozack punk, word up[Parrish Smith]Yo, I don`t play

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