Cummin` At Cha lyrics ( Epmd )
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[Featuring Das EFX] Verse One: Erick
Sermon Yes return the last dragon balls of
fire Back to attack and sharp like barbed
wire The ruff rugged male human black
alien My style's foreign compared to an
Israelian I rock and shock a new
style Hardcore's the profile I bust a cap for
the buckwild I'm back in effect how's
that? I'm not Teddy Riley but I'm swingin like
a New Jack You know me so yo check my flow
G I rock 48 Hours like Nick Nolte And for
your information... I found wack MC's camps
and do em like Jason Yeah, doyouknow what they
call me? E Double who raps off the walls
see I work out, yeah I do my fitness So I
can find a mistress, while I'm in the
business A gold digger, with the hourglass
figure (why?) 'I'm feelin sad,' damn
nigga! Now I'm rockin the house with Das
EFX *They want EFX*, yeah some live
effects M.D. got my back, so I'm goin for
mine So watch it, or pop pop pop goes my
nine Verse Two: Parrish Smith Here we here
we go... (who?) slow flow so watch the head
blow No rules in the rap game, I'm throwin
elbows (The name) Mic Doc (say what?) this is
hip-hop Roll with the Hit Squad, stomp like
the Go-Bots (Shiggedy shots bust) Parrish
Smith rocks the spot Pumps em off the block,
hits because my tune knocks Tower down over
suckers next is Das EFX (Biggedy mic check um,
one two check uhh I think I wann rock it M.D.)
OK Drayz bet Time to exit, yo, so I'm out
there If you want me you can find me at the
crib Still gettin mine rippin rhymes on the
mainline Don't play me or pop goes the
nine Verse Three: Drayz, Skoob Biggedy bang
yowza, higgedy howabout a mic wrecker I biggedy
break a back, I'm black and I can Decker Nigga,
ya figgedy figure the, way I kick it I'm
dashin, I stiggedy stuck Johnny for his Cash
and I trashed him, I miggedy made the bastard
look sloppy Copy, I pack a nine if you try to
stop me Niggedy I'm the bungle, I'm swingin it
from the left so tell the Chef Boy-ar-dee's
niggaz nice, and plus I'm def Tiggedy take
your life asthma, the jibbedy jibber jabber ruff
rapper I wreck it then I step like a
ladder So add a, niggedy nother page into my
rap book I strike like, the weapon or a mother
at the crack book I giggedy give a fender,
figgedy bender, to a tender, roni Lik umm,
Chachi, then Joni She'll stagger, when I move
my lips like Mick Jagger She'll go goo-goo,
gah-gah, they call me Ali Baba The jibbedy
jibber jabber, jibbedy jibber jabber,
jaw Riggedy wreck it quick and get, raw I'm
thiggedy throwin the slang, like a
boomer-rang Kill the rumor, bang, I steal a
show like I used to steal Puma's Then I rock
it, a topic from the sewer or the trash
can I'm niggedy not the video game, but I'm
like Pac Man I'm slick right, I got more Dick
than Van Dyke Liggedy let the nines clap,
cause I'm back to the Manpike
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