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Sermon Erick - Do it Up |
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 GET Sermon Erick - Do it Up ringtones  Check it out I pull up to your bumper with somethin funky Yeah somethin stronger than brass monkey With the flavor I be kickin dope Like my horoscope a Sagittarius no joke Word the rappin dynamite quick to blow like Mike Who am I? (E.D.) Right right Can you believe it even Stevie Wonder couldn't see it I'm catchin wreck so beat it Yo I contour my lines to freak a funky rhyme to fit you like a pair of Calvin Kleins Mad brother with distinction, keep the girls blinkin and have the homeboys thinkin I'm the man of hour, of the hour I found He-Man, jacked him for his power (gimme that) Now I carry a sword, attached by a live cord Oh my lord! Chorus: Erick Sermon (repeat 4X) Watch me do it up like this.. {"like this.." -> Slick Rick} Watch me do it up like that.. {"like.. like.."} [Erick Sermon] Yeah, E's real dope (word?) Yes indeed No one can stop me, ask Apollo Creed I pack a punch cause my crew runs deep like the Brady Bunch, and we all smoke the blunts (Word em up now) I get raw, raw like a fish market Mics I spark it, with the funky target You must trust me, and stop tryin to bug me with the one-two, before I rush you and crush you I'm on a mission, like a church group called Commission Word-gifted, keep the crowd uplifted (yea yea) E Double, a nigga standin tall Rockin the microphone "for all of y'all" Word up, live on your station Gettin mad crowd participation, when I'm rockin the nation Don't forget, I'm still cock diesel Hoes be on me like the measles Chorus [Erick Sermon] Oh no it's the _End of the Road_ Oh my God like Wanye, today was a good day Word, ooh yah, I rip the mic to shreds Enough lyrical food to keep the Ethiopians fed Word em up {*pulls on a joint*} I inhale from the K.D. Posse, two of my homegirls When I rock the mic and get freaky and nasty People in the industry seldom ask me Whassup, whassup, whassup wit you E, ask Eddie Murphy (yea yea) Don't forget, to reach for the stars Cause I'm past that, I'm reachin for Mars, so peace to all those true human beings Hehehehe, I see you in the coliseums Chorus "This is MY MOTHERFUCKIN HOUSE!!" -> Run of Run-D.M.C. "This is MY MOTHERFUCKIN HOUSE!!" -> Run of Run-D.M.C. "This is MY MOTHERFUCKIN HOUSE!!" -> Run of Run-D.M.C. "This is MY MOTHERFUCKIN HOUSE!!" -> Run of Run-D.M.C |
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