Текст песни Epmd - Nobody`s Safe Chump
Epmd - Nobody`s Safe Chump слова песни
(Erick Sermon)Ah yeah, it`s the home of the microphone master, HoudiniI`m dope, some don`t believe meUnless, I stress and bust a cap from steelAim for the dome, show em that I`m real hardcoreThe underground rapper who`s wreckingI pack a Smith and Wesson on my right sectionI`m strappep, at all time, JackNine mills to gap, for a punk suck new jackI must stay focus and keep my mind openThe world`s mass confusion, there mad guns smokingFor punks trying to get respect and yearningMess around and catch a bad one from Erick SermonI`m serious, boy, but not Jermaine JacksonI also have a 12 gauge shotgun for actionSo chill, back the hell up and get a gripGet off that, thinking that you`re all that real quickLike the Rude Boys saidIt`s written all over your face, punk, nobody`s safeNobody`s safe chump, so keep your doors locked(4x)(PMD)It`s the hardcore rap music that make your ears ring?Joys of funk?, produce a song to make my fans singSinging, swinging, hum along, thump my rap songI bet I get wreck on a DL, then the P`s gonePoof, no phonebooth, cape, or tight suitDress in all black, black skullcap, black down gooseTo hide the mockbird, word, wit the pistol gripSqueeze em quick, show who`s crossing wit the loose lipCuz loose lips sink ships, don`t need a ship to catch a nine clipI ain`t going out on some bull----Bankshot, corner pocket, now watch me rock itCan`t mock the rap style so, boy, stop it(So what`s the name)John Doe, `K it`s a slow flow?Swiss miff?, crazy, the boy`s locoLike Neon Deion Sanders, call him primetime(It`s the new style) time to get mineCuz nobody`s safe in the fast pace of the rap raceSo keep your hoodies on and your boots lacedNow I`m out, beaming back to the boon doxNobody`s safe chump, so keep your doors locked