Tonalité : F minor
Verse 1
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Here
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Em
The E- R- I- C- K- S-
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E- R- M- O- N
I'm dark skinned,
Em
pack a mac 10 more menace
G
And I'll wreck the whole damn set
Bm
Em
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Smash, you ain't seen shit yet
Verse 2
Em
Yes, a fact,
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C
Em
a black nine mil is what I pack
Bm
Em
In the front of my waist,
G
right next to my bozack
Em
A safety for the suckers that hate me
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I haven't had to bust a couple
Verse 3
of rounds lately
G
I hope not, it's no fun getting shot
'Cause when I cock,
I aim straight for the knot
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I don't miss, I have a scope,
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no jokin'
You should hope that disco
Verse 4
appearance like broke
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Mass destruction when I start
Em
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crushin' and bustin'
Em
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Duck MC's, I'm bumrushin'
Swift wit the trig,
there's nuff foes equipped
Real deal, of course,
Verse 5
I pack steel, shits thick
G
I'm not dumb,
to walk the streets, they kept us swinging by
A punk chump wit spunk,
who dares to jump
B
By the hour, I push power like Hiroshima
G
Got dropped on by U.S.A.
and like cleaned her
I manage to damage people
without a sequel
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This is for my people
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Verse 6
G
Check out the main attraction,
Em
black man in action
Number one crowd mover,
I break backs in
G
Boy, you shoulda known what
EPMD stands for
Sucker snappin' necks,
Verse 7
bustin' caps and breakin' jaws
G
It's Erick and Parrish Making Dollars
Excel, living well,
taking no shorts and why bother
To whine while I dine,
sounds genuine
You walked in the wrong camp, punk,
Verse 8
stepped on a land mine
G
Boom bang,
bust the slang that I bring
From Brent wood, Long Island,
all the way to Sing- Sing
Yes the penile, peace to brothers on trial
For some bullshit charge, mugshot on file
Verse 9
G
For hard time, thump beats like an Alpine
No Sam Suey sole shoe shoot joints,
back a Tech Nine
Yes the brother's back
with no knife or axe
Em
Just a microphone, sucker,
G
it limits that pack
Verse 10
G
Def blows and flows,
quadraverbs and echoes
Sounds the pound hard
to make an MC petrol
My nine mil,
kitted wit the infrared beam
Something similar to a Roger
Moore scene
Verse 11
G
That's James Bond,
007, with guillotine
To keep the Hit Squad hype to fly
heads like the A- Team
B
Don't bug or miss, bug on the sequel
G
For this shit I kick,
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G
it's strictly for my people
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