Get Wit This Lyrics by Epmd

Get Wit This Lyrics

    [parrish smith]
    Last man standing, like bruce willis, about to kill with this
    Niggaz feel this, the masters of realness
    In your town to get down, so give your man a pound
    Let him know what's goin down, take a pull and hold it now
    Back to matters we call the rhyme data
    Home run batter, shuttin down your chitter chatter
    So kill the he say she say bust the replay
    Hit squad, def squad, stay busy like the freeway

    [erick sermon]
    Dig this, in the field of rap, i pull rank
    Sets it off like vivica fox and la' robbin banks
    What you think? on the roof i work, smokin dank
    Puffin bone-thugs and the boombox crank
    Live in color, i represent, for the hardcore brother
    Who pack lethal weapons, without dan glover
    And still we achieve the great, those who try
    To fade us get clowned, plus beat down, so

    Chorus: repeat 2x

    Let's get up, let's get down
    Roll with the hardcore funk, the hardcore sound
    Let's get wit this, mackadocious funk material
    .. it's been a long time, we shouldn't have left you

    [parrish smith]
    Aiyyo the rhymes i recite, airtight, like a submarine
    Hip-hop fiends, like a jones, for nicotine
    Of tobacco so i can't slack yo
    Got the knack though, bring it live and that's a fact yo
    Niggaz buggin out, askin when we comin out
    Samps is runnin out, need new shit to talk about
    How you doin (where you been) in the biz
    Sittin on chrome, back to set trends

    [erick sermon]
    Well it's the rappin lex luthor, step to me i'll do ya
    Send you back to the future - he for real man? hell yeah
    I don't care, i gets it on anywhere
    From the streets of east new york, to the streets of bel air
    First things first, i come to work with mad equipment
    To do y'all, in the u-haul and the side biscuit
    My persona, got suburban kids
    Bangin their heads up in the gym like nirvana

    Chorus

    [parrish smith]
    Back to take mine, like jordan, goin baseline
    Create rhyme, break spines, when it's showtime
    Niggaz wanna doubt me, talk about p
    No slouch b, cause off the meter's how my clout be

    [erick sermon]
    Indeed, i'm amazing when i ?
    Got the crowd doin shit by remote control
    Comin high powered, what's the discrepency coward?
    Dunk on your head, like juwan howard

    Chorus 2x

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