The Fan - EPMD.lrc

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[00:22.08]Yo, yo-yo, yo
[00:22.44]Aiyyo this here's procedure, rock
[00:24.18]MC's durin' my leisure
[00:25.59]Time I spend to do 'em in
[00:27.30]The sound pumps hard and runs right through ya
[00:29.70]When it hits, it reacts like a airbag to ya
[00:32.37]Some flip to it, small kids might skip to it
[00:35.46]And jail cats get rep to it
[00:37.14]You get, by on record but you wack on stage
[00:39.48]So I'm, blowin' you up, throwin' hand grenades
[00:41.49]That's why we roll with the big boys
[00:43.08]With big toys, bringin' crazy noise and ruckus
[00:45.48]Shuttin' down crews and mother****ers
[00:47.07]In low beta, not to be ****ed with like the swamp gator
[00:49.74]Potato, on the barrel of the snub nosed when
[00:51.57]I blaze ya
[00:52.08]As I, dust bust, crush and rush
[00:54.15]Catch you flossin' *************, turn your ice physi' into slush
[00:56.88]So yo, what's the deally for really
[00:58.68]We rock nine untilly, grindin' like
[01:00.33]BillySo *************z chill and spark the
[01:01.98]PhillieYo,
[01:02.61]I know you was a fan of mine
[01:05.16]I know you was a fan of mine
[01:07.68]I know you was a fan of mine
[01:09.30]Here's my card and on the back of it's my fan club digits
[01:12.00]Yo, I know you was a fan of mine
[01:15.06]I know you was a fan of mine
[01:17.55]I know you was a fan of mine
[01:19.23]Here's my card and on the back of it's my fan club digits
[01:21.66]Uh, aiyyo takin' our spot, that's outrageous
[01:24.36]P and I stomp those who get courageous
[01:27.15]And microphones get rocked on stages
[01:29.43]Any book or mag, we on a few pages
[01:32.04]Not commercial, not frontin', and no movie
[01:34.83]I swear, 'cause we take it there
[01:36.87]Billboard's top ten, that's tradition
[01:39.24]Comin' through blastin' with mad ammunition
[01:41.52]Five-alarmer, microphone bomber, woman charmer
[01:44.07]Night in armor, penthouse view, with the sauna
[01:46.53]God dammit, pass me the rock, and watch me slam it
[01:49.14]Jam it cram it, until you stupid *************z understand it
[01:51.90]It's been a long time,
[01:53.22]MC crabbin' ************* *************z runnin'
[01:54.99]Wack MC's we straight stunnin'
[01:56.40]When we roll up, unexpected, undetected
[01:58.98]Resurrected,
[01:59.64]EPMD second wind, fuel-injected
[02:01.77]Yo, I know you was a fan of mine
[02:04.59]I know you was a fan of mine
[02:07.08]I know you was a fan of mine
[02:08.70]Here's my card and on the back of it's my fan club digits
[02:11.40]Yo, I know you was a fan of mine
[02:14.46]I know you was a fan of mine
[02:16.95]I know you was a fan of mine
[02:18.66]Here's my card and on the back of it's my fan club digits
[02:20.67]Word yeah, tell em
[02:21.06]P, yoI never seen y'all before, when
[02:22.74]I came through
[02:23.49]With my dogs headbangin' with the '
[02:25.08]Hit Squad crew'
[02:26.04]Hardcore, we got biz from the get go
[02:28.41]Any beef with us, we ain't lettin' *************t go
[02:30.96]E-Dub, no one replacin' me
[02:33.33]If there's a spot, then find a vacancy
[02:35.73]Boy, I own my style, while y'all got leases
[02:38.58]I get the whole pie, while y'all get pieces
[02:40.83]That's why we own, bitin' our shit, we don't condone
[02:43.50]News flash,
[02:44.31]Erick and
[02:44.73]Parrish, we got it sewn
[02:45.75]And like I'm
[02:46.20]Damon we Dash for the cash, mash for the fash'
[02:48.39]Ba*************n' the rash, double up
[02:49.68]P, straight on smidash
[02:51.00]So stop playin', serious like '
[02:52.68]So What Cha
[02:53.04]Sayin'?'In
[02:53.52]Apollo sold out with
[02:54.63]Red man, ****ing headbangin'
[02:55.95]To the street corners, the back alleys, to the
[02:57.93]Cali valleys
[02:58.65]EPMD in effect, chillin' as the scans tally
文本歌词
Yo, yo-yo, yo
Aiyyo this here's procedure, rock
MC's durin' my leisure
Time I spend to do 'em in
The sound pumps hard and runs right through ya
When it hits, it reacts like a airbag to ya
Some flip to it, small kids might skip to it
And jail cats get rep to it
You get, by on record but you wack on stage
So I'm, blowin' you up, throwin' hand grenades
That's why we roll with the big boys
With big toys, bringin' crazy noise and ruckus
Shuttin' down crews and mother****ers
In low beta, not to be ****ed with like the swamp gator
Potato, on the barrel of the snub nosed when
I blaze ya
As I, dust bust, crush and rush
Catch you flossin' *************, turn your ice physi' into slush
So yo, what's the deally for really
We rock nine untilly, grindin' like
BillySo *************z chill and spark the
PhillieYo,
I know you was a fan of mine
I know you was a fan of mine
I know you was a fan of mine
Here's my card and on the back of it's my fan club digits
Yo, I know you was a fan of mine
I know you was a fan of mine
I know you was a fan of mine
Here's my card and on the back of it's my fan club digits
Uh, aiyyo takin' our spot, that's outrageous
P and I stomp those who get courageous
And microphones get rocked on stages
Any book or mag, we on a few pages
Not commercial, not frontin', and no movie
I swear, 'cause we take it there
Billboard's top ten, that's tradition
Comin' through blastin' with mad ammunition
Five-alarmer, microphone bomber, woman charmer
Night in armor, penthouse view, with the sauna
God dammit, pass me the rock, and watch me slam it
Jam it cram it, until you stupid *************z understand it
It's been a long time,
MC crabbin' ************* *************z runnin'
Wack MC's we straight stunnin'
When we roll up, unexpected, undetected
Resurrected,
EPMD second wind, fuel-injected
Yo, I know you was a fan of mine
I know you was a fan of mine
I know you was a fan of mine
Here's my card and on the back of it's my fan club digits
Yo, I know you was a fan of mine
I know you was a fan of mine
I know you was a fan of mine
Here's my card and on the back of it's my fan club digits
Word yeah, tell em
P, yoI never seen y'all before, when
I came through
With my dogs headbangin' with the '
Hit Squad crew'
Hardcore, we got biz from the get go
Any beef with us, we ain't lettin' *************t go
E-Dub, no one replacin' me
If there's a spot, then find a vacancy
Boy, I own my style, while y'all got leases
I get the whole pie, while y'all get pieces
That's why we own, bitin' our shit, we don't condone
News flash,
Erick and
Parrish, we got it sewn
And like I'm
Damon we Dash for the cash, mash for the fash'
Ba*************n' the rash, double up
P, straight on smidash
So stop playin', serious like '
So What Cha
Sayin'?'In
Apollo sold out with
Red man, ****ing headbangin'
To the street corners, the back alleys, to the
Cali valleys
EPMD in effect, chillin' as the scans tally