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lirik lagu symphony (feat. mop) – epmd

featuring m.o.p.

[parrish smith]
huh erick sermon epmd check it m.o.p.
erick and parrish millenium ducats
hold me down hold me down -echoes-…

[pmd] yeh.. erick sermon.. epmd.. check it
[e dub] redman.. method man.. lady luck.. def jam
[pmd] erick and parrish millenium ducats
hold me down hold me down (-echoes-)..

uhh.. yo!
i grab the mic and grip it hard like it’s my last time to shine
i want the chrome and the cream so i put it down for mine
ill cat, slick talk, slang new york
to break it down to straight english, what the f-ck you want?
remember me? you punk f-ggot crab emcee
get your sh-t broke in half for f-ckin around with p
aiyyo strike two, my style brooklyn like the zoo
hey you, look n-gg-, one more strike you through
word is bi-dond, rock esco, fubu, and phat fi-darm
every time i get my spit on, no doubt, i spark the gridiron
i step up and bless the track and spit a jewel
we keeps cool, no need for static, i strap tools

[m.o.p] next up!
[e-dub] yo i believe that’s me
[pmd] yo, get on the mic and rock the symphony

[erick sermon]
yo p!
time to rock, the sound i got, it reigns hot
makin necks snap back, like a slingshot
e hustle, and muscle my way in
then tussle for days in, on my own with guns blazin
not for the fun of it, just for those who want me to run it
then leave them like — who done it?
sucka duck, i do what i feel right now
when i spit the illest sh-t, cats be like, “wow!”
yo! i get looks when i’m in the place
that’s that n-gg-, makin you +smile+ with scarface
uhh, +it ain’t my fault+, that my style silkk enough to shock ya
hit you with the fifth, block-a block-a
if i get caught you can bet i’ll blow trial
be +downtown swingin+, m.o.p. style

[m.o.p. & es] next up!
[billy danze] yo i believe that’s me
[ericksermon] yo (danze) get on the mic and rock the symphony

[billy danze]
say h-llo to the devil danze’ll kick
whenever tragic hit, it’s (e)(mo-pmd) blastin sh-t
put in work in this cold game
soldier -echoes- i use work as code name
told ya, line em up its soul train
(b-r-r-r-r-r-ra!) and i give em the whole thing
my family has been trained, to swat em if they blast it
hit em and make em do a gimme backflip (bad sh-t)
i’m donatin a casket
we have raised h-ll in midtown and gunned down in traffic
(tell em what you sayin) get the bozac
before i tear your maggot -ss flat (boom boom) they’re back

[m.o.p.] next up!
[l fame] yo i believe that’s me
[bdanze] (fame!) get on the mic for the symphony

[lil’ fame]
for gettin the real, straight from b’ville
motherf-ckers don’t like fame cause i’m not cream filled
i feel what i speak so i speak what i feel
sleep and i will, reap and i kill
motherf-ck (who know) jump out a hugo
open up your back with a mac, uno uno
ghettoville n-gg-, i break all laws
drink brews, curse out b-tches, and p-ss on walls
this rap game is a street game now, the game switched
rappers are gettin killed now with the same sh-t
i ain’t no motherf-ckin role model, kids don’t follow
cause i’ma hit this b-tch full throttle
the type to raise up 5-0 in your lobby
rap is my relgion, yeah, bitin is a hobby
show love when you meet us, its love when you greet us
or the first family will come kill you with the heaters
blah -echoes

- epmd

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