Double Or Nothing

Intro:
Check it one two (it's a party), coming to you live it's erick sermon (def
Squad) keith murray, redman. the new type of roll models, oregano,
Cinnamon, all flavors check it out y'all, my nigga tone stay up. d-mack
Word up.

Verse 1:
Me and my crew in the benz for a deek, while other peeps trailing me in the
Black jeep
Creepin', on our way to a house party, with no kid 'n' play just a fly dj
I't on and poppin' and we gettin' right, everythings tight
Everyone has a light, i pull up in the place to be, immediatly swarmed
And all of us is armed, it's cool like that type of scene, crazy blunt
Ashes
Girls shaking asses, money makers, video rumpshakes
And niggas with game fast breakin' just like the lakers
It's all good if your game is tight, and if you know the scoop don't love
'em like snoop
Yeah, the reason why, the girls out there get biz, run like a bunch of wild
Kids

Hook:
I'm doin' my thing if you feel me do your thing
(do your thang do your thang) (x4)

Verse 2:
Now the scene is set and now i'm hype
I'm seeing what girls is coming home with me tonight
I spot one on the sofa, sippin' juice, with three other girls, sportin' pin
Curls
I said to myself "excuse yourself e", so i went over and put my hand out
Like billy dee
Excuse her from the two girls she was with, macked her put the flava in her
Ear and split
To the side to the other vibe, where it looked live, protected cause my man
Had the 4-5
My boy looked up, asked me if he was hooked up
I said she was shook up, she threw my phone book up
She gave me every phone number that she knew, a girlfriend for you, a
Girlfriend for you (word up)
I stay real, i never perpetrate, cause now adays, falling in love never
Pays
I'm quick to say fuck a hoe (yeah) y'all niggas know, i'm strickly for the
Doe
Word to god, this is the way that def squad swing, it's not just a one day
Fling
I represent my style for my peeps, take it to the streets, where we play
For keeps
Have a drink conversate, and pump up your fists and do it like this

Hook (x6)

chorus: neva understood how he did it, how we made this music groove your very
Soul, soul >>> 2x

Erick sermon - yo, i land out in a rent text e-7, v-12, new benzina, 200 and 90
Thou, wow, somethin your rap budget does not allow, why you laughin' i see
Nothin funny, pull back 2 mack 10's, now itz a big mack 20, that is tha
Basic's, quick and i we run tha matrix, close your mouth dont say shitt, roll
Through any barrow, that streched from here passed tha tribe barrow, they
Respect us dawg with thernal, don't get confused this nass is crews iz my
Rules, step incorrect you get abused, i bring tha ruck 2 any cats bringin
Drama, make em' feel good like 2-pac's dear mama, it could be pitch black and
I'll spot cha boom!!!! kickin yo door like big poppa

Chorus - neva understood how he did it(neva) how we made this music groove
Your very soul, soul (xzibit), neva understood how he did it (d-j mutha fuckin
Quick) how he made this music groove your very soul, soul

Dj quick - hey, tell me wha cha ya get, when ya nigga xzibit and quick u down
Wit tha e-double (what) u get weed trouble, e make tha b bubble, make tha bass
So all u shake the break out 2 tha ground and dig em out tha b-bubble,
Partyin', happy that you shook tha hole crib,and if ya gotta pound, e dubb i
Got dib's, cuz this iz how we do it here, itz ironic that, u didnt step 2 a
Room of purple hydro chronic that booty bitch iz sparklin, tryin 2 take u 2 a
Star, tryin 2 get you to recognize they know who you are, can't cha see tha red
Carpet, then lay it out, and if you got a fantasy erit, then play it out, we
Bigg figga rap niggaz, from tha gate, we been waitin on and hatin on since 88,
Now cross my dawgs, and cross my path, and i'ma wet cha, way down from tha
Compton town, and i'll betcha cant.

Chorus - neva understood (ha)(yeah) how he did it(ladies and gentlemen,
Yeah,tha bar is now open)how he made this music groove your very soul,
Soul(it'z all me), neva understood how he did it, how we made this music groove
Your very soul, soul

Xzibit - listen, i'm tha spin docter fantom of tha opera, if this is 89 now we
Break you off proper cock blocka, cova few g's in my low-low, not done hoe, my
Nigga big came in solo, dough-low, most niggaz we know act like a homo, and
When they wit a crowd they wanna get loud, wanna act wild and act like there
Crminal file, and strechin tha mob, and really got tha heart of a child, spicy
Ya mob just kill all chickens, extra points just like a field goal kickin, like
A fucked up d-a, wit a cross that aint stickin, and im walkin away a free man,
Cuz ya'll niggaz softa than sand,cuz we fuckin a fan, and lokin out wit cha
Pen, i fucked yo motha so now i'm a mutha fucken man, break food on tha track
Like it supposed to be, and break bread wit tha real niggaz close to me, pmd

Chorus - neva understood how he did it (dj quick in tha mutha fucken
House) how we made this music groove your very soul, soul (this dick in ya
Mouth, come on, yeah, yeah)
Neva understood how he did it how we made this music groove your
Very soul, soul( you think it aint, westcoast brodcastin live in 1999 all tha
Way through out tha millinium) neva understood how he did it, (millinium shitt)
How we made this music groove your very soul, soul
Neva understood how he (yo, millinium shitt) did it how we(dj
Mutha fucken quick) made this music groove your very soul, soul
(green eye bandit bitch niggaz cant stand it come on) neva understood how he
Did it, how (keep it bouncin, r.i.p roger troutmen) we made this music
Groove your very soul, soul
Neva understood how he did it, how we made this music groove
Your very soul, soul
Neva understood how he did it, how we made this music groove
Your very soul, soul ( ha,ha,ha,ha,ha nigga)
Neva understood how he did it, how we made this music groove
Your very soul, soul.........

Intro:
"i want to know of you, i want to know of you"
Xross breeds in the house representin' queens. i'm gonna send this out to
Um, those fake so-called keepin' it real, ha ha, check it out

Verse 1:
I gets the urge to let loose on shit, bringin' the vibe like phife dog and
Q-tip
Midnight black darkness, it's the area or place thats destincive enought to
Trace
The bass, my tune throughout the room, and if you want it, it's here to
Consume
Now let's warm things up for instance a witness, as i break it down up in
This sentence
He, who shall not follow the funk shall fall, on they face
Not able to dip di in the place, my style is vintage, doper than any wine
On the market
Mics i spark it, flying tracks is my target, (def squad) i handles my
Situation
Without lyrics form jason's, i still get's ill, beeotch
Even from the jealosy i recieve, you can't hold me back i won't retreat
I'm determined to be the nicest creation since devices
Or italian ices, no matter what the problem is, i still, ah 1-2, in your
Face like i'm biz

Hook:
Boy meets world "i want to know of you, i want to know of you."
I wanna know if you feel me though (x8)

Verse 2:
I believe in the power of the conscience mind
And if you think something then it becomes something like
If i had to battle a whole crew, if i couldn't beat them
Then my conscience would defeat them, yeah
I wouldn't put my career in jeopardy, but i will let something off if these
People keep stressing me
This is madness, i wish i was around when that midnight train to georgia
Picked up gladis
Listen close life is just what you make of it, if you wanna be happy like
Mary j.
Then hey, then get rid of negativity in your circumference
Or outside your realm in mass abundance
Knowing that the industry is fulling up with drama got some hype (fakness
From people of all types)
Even the so-called keepin' it real type stars are frauds, get the sword

Outro:
And the question is asked. who is the fake nigga? who is the fake brother
That is always fuckin' up your shit. you wanna know how a niggas fake?
Check it out. sit back and you focus your shit from a general perspective,
And if your shit ain't lookin' tight, there's a fake nigga in your
Circumference. and that's word is born. for the 9-5 area, cause def squad
Forever, reigning much terror.

Intro:
(laughing) yeah, coming to you like, yeah, you know another one of those,
Flavorishis, mackadoshis, sour cream and onion type flavor.

Redman:
I rule the world like kurtis blow with my afro blown
I'm torn out the frame, drunk style stagger like ned the wino
For black albino, i'm like suicide on vinyle
The type of antidope shit you have to keep away from my nose
And i'm the, bombest rhymer, check my steez
My vocals are like vaginas, wet an mc's when they open
My identities, blows facilities to ememies please test these abilities
I'm rugged, i pack a 24 studded, karrot automatic, 45 nigga slugger
So ring thee alarm, when your tv is on, i react freakin' to songs
When bitches see me perform, bitches say i strickly brake vertibraes
Bones back, chinky eyed like japs i blow states off the map
Just by eye contact

Hook:
Don't get it twisted and if you do, you best to move on move on
"rock, rock on" - redman (x4)

Erick sermon:
Yeah, i shut down things for the moment, what?
Paying my does for them fake ass crews (yeah)
Who be claimin' to be the shit y'all stop
Gimmicks, hard core lyrics for an image
I'm stompin' 'em the beast wompin' 'em
Brain damage is caused, girls drop they drawers to the ground
I be's the effect like wrecks, rhyme skills be shooting off like two black
Techs
Somebody stop me i'm smoking like mask
Shut your mouth, he's a bad, uh, like shaft
The e-double bring the dopest material, way out cosmic type
Alcoholic whisky type funk for your sissys (word up)
Huh, i take it to the streets, if you can't run up on my turf then get some
Cleats
I let one nigga slide in 93, but this year, he's fuckin' history

Hook (x4)

Passion:
Strick nine rules the mind on the verge of destruction
Blood starts to boil like a lyrical combustion, eruption
Insane no pressure no pain, niggas falling off it's strain to maintain
They be killing me, trying to preach to me, teach to me
I got a phd in funkology
You got your bachelors and your masters in the field of dramatics
The lyrical are bringing the static from the attic, so cock your automatics
I've had it up to here, you niggas are in danger
You better stand clear, no hugs no love and kiss mainstream america
They just ain't ready for this, cause i'm nice as shit
Niggas be having fits, the squad of def be smacking hits after hits
And what's goin' on in your mind i can feel it
Tremors in the body has caused for the healin'

Hook (x4)

Outro:
You know what i'm sayin'? things is hot in the tunnel out in here you know
What i'm sayin'? ah, n-y-c streets is love, it's hot in the summer, um,
Spring, winter and fall things are just lovely, sweet & sour sauce. doin'
This y'all feel this. i feel you.

Intro:
This goes out to my peoples in queens. representing, brooklyn, uptown.
Yeah, yeah boogie down bronx, staten island, all the way to new jersy. tri
State area. long island

Verse 1:
Ha ha, welcome radio land and others, my underground brothers is mad deep
Like gutters
I bring it no matter what the situation, underwater, through fire
Across barded wire, what? i'm quick to change faces without r. kelly
When you step on me you best be ready. i heats it up like house kitchen
When i'm bitchin' with this redition, chill or you might catch an ass
Whippin'
There's something wrong ha, i can't go on, and commence
Tear the frame out an mc's ass with the quickness, no forgiveness
This is the way e does buisness, one touch and i'll weaken the average came
To be rap star
By far by far, my entourage is sugar hill like wesly snipes
Def squad is the main attraction for y'all everynight

Hook:
"i came through the door" - rakim
And i set it off (x4)

Verse 2:
Dun da da, the e double brings it full steam
Eyes are green, yeah, taken sucker niggas for they cream
I rock the mic, alright, with intentions to please and decapitate all
Gimmick mc's
Yeah, i come action packed like a flick, and dismantle those duck mc's that
Can't handle
My sound goes through my musical speakers, beeotch, and flash a symbol like
The grym reaper
To signify, gamma ray i display on wax is ridiculous, way out likt the crew
On star trek
Yeah, i keep my style black like panthers, with women more fat than
Samathas
Damn, this don't make no f in' sense, for me to be on top bigger than
Monuments
A star ghost super nova turns into a black hole
That got put into your soul

Hook (x4)

Verse 3:
For those that envy me and say i ain't about nothing and everthing you see
My names on something
Flawless, outlandish, unique complete, off the wall technique i develop
Without speech (woah)
On bended knee i could damage an mc, thourgholy
Yeah, yeah take him for his currency, remarkable, the black superman in the
Sky
Flying through the air with green eyes

Hook (x4)

Keith murray talking outro:
Yeah, yeah yeah, watch your back black. don't even step up, word is born.
L.o.d. is in here too you know what i'm sayin'? def squad for life, ppp
Taking it everywhere, midwest, mideast, southwest, southwest, north, south,
East, west, northwest, northwest, south, north, south, everywhere i sets it
Off. you know what i'm saying? paintin the boards, rippin' the mic, rippin'
Niggas anything you like word up set it of e d. keith murray in this piece.