Tell Em lyrics

Artist  : Erick Sermon 
Song : Tell Em



 Send "Tell Em" Ringtone to your Cell 

  featuring  Keith Murray and Rosalyn

Intro:
You abou to come through right. (Yeah don't
stress it.) You about to come
through. (I got this check this out man.) You
ain't gonna front on me (I
ain't gonna front on niggas man.) Make sure man
I'm tellin' you right now.
(Check this out. What I'm about to do right now.)
You gonna kick it word
up. Ha

Erick Sermon:
Personal ggats I gots about 11, without weapons I
swing more bats than K7
Plus, I'm soup like Campbell without heaven
Some rappers pack great big guns like Frank
Drebbin
In this century I uphold the crown, for bringin'
Flavor In Ya Ear
Plus I'm Gettin' Down, I manuver techniques for
species of all kinds
The third, yours and mine, introduction is in
full effect
I come with the mothership and some other shit
Yeah all the way live like a concert
The most respected brother, puttin' in some work

Hook:
Yeah if you got a crew you better tell em. 
E kicks rhymes from the cerebellum. Don't slip or
you won't be around next
year
'Well heres a little something that needs to be
heard.' - Slick Rick

Rosalyn:
Check the poetry in motion, from this bom bazi
smokin'
Bit*h that get you open, it's mess if you tangle
with my tresses
Cause I posses gifts that's wickeder than Hexas
That explode on the scene be all means, I be
flushing MC's like queens
 
And none of y'all can see me, got more boom bom
than Manzini
Your style is strickly primi, and I stomp with
the big dogs
Off the wall with a crew that rough enough to
Rush Limbaugh
We stay, strapped, part of Packed Pistol Posse
I represent through mind soul and body
In any form I'm doin' work over beat breaks
Now even cheap skates is peepin' my tape release
date
Word born, I'm comin' in like a swarm
Then I'm gone before you can ring the alarm

Hook

Keith Murray:
A-yo catch this word bubonic plaque, in your head
back chest arms and legs
When I'm coming through grab your cranium for
ultimatum
Punk I faze them subterranium, my subliminals mix
with criminal chemicals
Got more milk than sylabals then alphabet cereal
Place your bet and your whole entourage will get
wet
That's a promise cause the squad don't make
threats
I'm a, graceful poet with some distic ballistics,
above and beyond all that
other bullshit
Linguistics will bless a anticeptive, nerve
wreckin', conceptive or
consistant contestant 
My deviant delieverance be leavin' MC's in the
state of malmet depressive
(word up)
Damaging your medulla, cerebrum and cerebellum,
you got a crew you better
tell em