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Epmd

Total Kaos

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[Erick Sermon]Yo, whassup moneygrip, it`s the E on the tripNot to Georgia, but Gladys Knight and the PipsIt`s a one way ticket, to the highest plateauFor a smooth rapper, and for those that flowSo blow like the wind my friend and take flightand "Fly, Like An Eagle" -- yeah rightYou can`t rock a party and make hands clapperCause you an N.R.er (that means a Non-Rapper)So give it up sucker duck emcee you`re not readyto flex yet, or better yet rock steadywith the E Double, number one on the planetTake it for granted, I`m _In Control_ like JanetI`m in command, plus full of funbut don`t play me, cause if you do you gettin doneAnd that my son comes to one conclusionTotal chaos.. no mass confusion[Parrish Smith]Knock knock (aiyyo, who is it?)The one who storms on rappers just like a snow blizzardYes the micraphone doctor`s back makin housecallsto crab emcees, who claim to have the ballsto flex with the man, with the rep for snappin necksI`m not the one son, so don`t pose or make threatsThe PMD, yeah Paid and Makin DollarsStranglin emcees with the micraphone cord and make em hollerI`m like, Quick Draw McGraw when I blast pastan emcees ass, then trash crash to smash his assand play his ego, while I sip a forty-ohAnd count my cashflow, because I`m on the goAnd aiyyo I don`t joke, and that you can betI flex a rhyme on a rapper, play his posse and stepLike I said in _Strictly Biz_ I`m known to cause an illusionto create total chaos.. no mass confusion[Erick Sermon]No magic tricks, Houdini, or I Dream of Jeannieor dissapearing acts from here to TahitiIt`s a one two three count, and I`m knockin outwithout a doubt (Why E?) I got clout!Homeboy you should know, I`m de commando of rapCarry emcees no trees, across my bare backI use measures, and yes all are drasticFor me the E Double, cause I`m fantasticSo, I let you know, money I don`t playStep back and you won`t get smacked, hear what I say?Lay low Afro, or take a nightcapAnd if you tired (yo, then go take a nap)Or close your eyes and chank em like a Japthen lounge, as I rock across the mapYo watch me go, ? in secondsMe and PMD and the sound from our recordsCheck out the beat and the style I`m usinIt`s total chaos.. no mass confusion[Parrish Smith]Last rhyme was for E, this one`s for the GipperGive me room.. cause I`m about to rip aemcee`s head off as I release my steamThe method of decapitation, is the guillotineSo check out the tempo, and let your body goCause a brother like MD`s about to go RamboA Micraphone Doctor, an emcee physicianAn all around scholar, a rapper technicianSo put up or shut up, cause MD is like fed upYou, your wack crew, your whole damn set upSuckers still slippin, you better get a grip andchange your wack style while the clock still tickinCause pursuin and doin a brother, is second natureCan you feel it E Double? (Yeah, somethin like ?)To the Micraphone Doctor, all rappers are obsoleteYou lack style and composure, plus your rhymes are weakI gave you all due respect, when I said mic checkYou`re still slippin Duke, it`s time to snap that neck Like I said in _Strictly Biz_ I`m known to cause an illusionto create total chaos.. no mass confusion

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