Payback Ii lyrics

Artist  : Erick Sermon 
Song : Payback Ii



 Send "Payback Ii" Ringtone to your Cell 

 

featuring Joe Sinistr

[E Double]
Word
em up

[Joe Sinistr]
Word em up ha
ha
Got the E Double right there

[E
Double]
JMJ combined with Grand..
Royal..
Nineteen ninety three ninety
four
Word em up

[Joe Sinistr]
Here
we go Joe Sinistr representin from the
joint

Verse One: Erick Sermon

Yo yo
I pause for the cause
I seen niggaz heads
busted someone pass the gauze
This rhyme may
affect the skull to a point
and crash the
membrane, so you should spark a joint
*inhale*
There I go and now it's Showtime without
KiKi
Shepherd, now the bitch feels neglected
Check
the memo, remember you listened to my
demo;
Yeah the one about the fuckin
limo?
Rewind because I'm pushed for time right
now
What where when how, my sound's out there
like Moscow
I hear nuttin but the music, raw
fusion
No mass confusion or illusion
Blink
blink, blink so what you sayin? I'm not
playin
Hey man, yo I caught you playin
So
don't be conspicous, cause you can't get with
this
hardcore scientifical, far from
typical
My rap style, is dy-no-mite
It make
you wanna be like the E Double, and not like
Mike
Yo, bust my acoustics,
SWING!
Deranged, when I rock the mic I feel
strange
Now back to our program, fuck Batman,
bang bang
Sound from the gat-man
Let me
quit it, cause I feel I have shitted
and got
mad niggaz widdit
Joe Sinistr follows
So
y'all get my dick, until tomorrow

Chorus:
Joe Sinistr

It's the second payback,
payback part II
Yeah, it's the second payback,
the payback part II
Uh-huh, yeah -- it's the
second payback, the payback part II
Uh-huh,
yeah -- it's the second payback, payback part
II
It's part II, uhh

Verse Two: Joe
Sinistr

And while niggaz still arrested
virgins, I rips it ill
as Erick Sermon's, we's
the ones usin the method slurrin
So Joe Sinistr
came through the armed recruit to blank
crews
My six will fix another one
greedy
FOREAL, let's peel they hats back for
deal slow
And we'll catch clown, with they
pants down REAL LOW
The screwball better work
a RuPaul and switch fast
or we'll be in the
cornfield, killin your bitch ass
And Timb's
roam through bad bad odor but it is home
Wild
flex and more sex than Mad Cobra
So take it
easy ?just to mash a kraut? mine's the
cheesiest
And I'm sworn to keep their eyes on
more than CBS
I make the Funk Doobie turn to a
process
I mob just any nigga, I don't care who
he
I still get doughs, takin off bitches
Girbauds
and lamp with Erick, a champ merit
cause I flip foes
See these screws loose, I
repeat, Beetlejuice, Beetlejuice
But stop
there goes the third time with the
cock-a-roach
And I get more flows than Vic
Tayback
So kids, here come the second big
payback

Chorus 1/2

Verse Three:
Erick Sermon, Joe Sinistr

*tire squeeling
sound* I return burnin rubber
The black
African brother, low key so call me
undercover
The funkster from the boonies
I
love Muhammad Ali, so FUCK Gerry Cooney
Oops,
can't forget, under a roof from One
Nation
*rrraow* Crowd participation
Shit,
I'm so upset, I feel like snappin niggaz
neck
but I'ma chill and let Joe get
wreck

My secret recipe put Pepsi on
Diet's, uh-huh
The funk dog as I come low to
piss on hydrants
and howl at half moons and
White Owls and mad tunes
Live quite fowl,
leavin Lifestyles in bitches bathrooms
I crack
granite, and pack a mass transit it's so
weird
My style is more Fear-ed than Black
Planets
And I fuck your shit, suck my dick for
explicit
I let clips at your name, pay rent in
your brain
And I gets wicked,
wick-wick-wicked
And keeps a full clip in case
the bullets get evicted
And now to twirl up the
fat nigga, seek psychiatric
I devour worlds and
Galactus
I gets mean troop, grabbin Christine
around the block
at sixteen, spittin the green
pea soup
And cock nines, when niggaz got slime,
the only men
puffin Nick Nick Nick's- with
-elodeon
It's Joe no diss cause the funk mist
flow
Make a mess like Aunt Tess when she
leaped off the sixth flo'
So straighten it out
if your knock-kneed
'fore they draw chalk
around the body