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1. _ S.O.D.
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2. _ Skit II
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3. _ Skit III
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4. _ Hold Up Dub
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5. _ Tell Me
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6. _ Skit I
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7. _ Intro
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8. _ Go Wit Me
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9. _ Don't Give Up
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10. _ Here I Iz
[Verse One]
Yo! Here I is on radar
A sixteen verse burst, the last two are 8 bar
Cause by that time, I been did damage
The type 9/11, so duke call the reverand
Sermon; the rappin Mandingo
A mega producer, more drugs than Ringo
"A Star is Born," Erick Streisand, the E I'm nice man
A rock star while youse a mic stand
So everybody gather round by the speaker
To hear things clear, the blood comin out the ear
I'm a daywalker, the rap be the serum
My Squad still Def and you still can't hear 'em
If you was a shadow, you couldn't get near 'em
Even if there's "Thirteen Ghosts," you couldn't fear 'em
Look outside, there's 24's on my Cadd' (huh?)
I'm a +Big Boi+, droppin "Bombs Over Baghdad"
[Interlude]
Here I is, Sermon - yeah - I'll mark an E on your back
Yeah.. "That's my man throwin down!"
[Verse Two]
Uh-huh, uh-huh, yeah
It's like street hop, the beat knock
I'm what time it is on my clock on my block
I'm rockin, I got the Earth in a cradle
Youse a baby and not quite able (hell no)
"The Ring" appears when you're facin me
Death comes time after, some say it's the rapture
I'm closed captioned, boy I'm Phil material
(Yeah Francis Ford Coppola, E-Dub's the opener)
See you at your burial, "Wack MC" on your gravestone
Atlanta, I get busy in the Braves home
I'm on your head, Ted Danson +Cheer'n+
You forgot Squad is Def, and we hard of hearin (WHAT?!)
The star vet got a StarTac phone
Extraterrestrial, to see who phone home
Got more dough than me? Man stop it
Green shit, I got +Shrek+ in my front pocket!
[Outro]
Here I is, Sermon - yeah - I'll mark an E on your back
Th-th-th-this is a warning (aiyyo) "Attention all personal!"
Yeah! Come on
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11. _ React
[Intro]
Just Blaze, yeah
Check me out now
Yo, yo, yo, yo, check me out now
Yo, yo, yo,
Let me hear ya say
Uh huh, uh huh, uh huh
Put your hands in the air everybody, c'mon
Where them dogs at
[Verse One: Erick Sermon]
Hey yo, I'm immaculate, come through masculine
Wide-body frame, E-Dub's the name, whoa
In the field of rap, I'm supurb, I'm fly
I should be in the sky with birds
I ride 20 inch rims when I lean, yo
(Hey yo, them tens, nigga)
I know, I keep 'em clean though
Come through stormin' the block like El Nino
Scoop up an Arabic chick before she close
She goes, those my people
Yeah, them broads from Puerto Rico, them Keith's folks
Yeah, watch how the "E" locs 64
Black rags, black interior, shift on the floor
Burn out, I do it for the kids
They're hoppin' the turn style, the "E" goin' wild
Yo, like them white chicks on a DVD
Yeah, I'm worldwide, MTV and BET, nigga
[1] - Whateva' she said, then I'm that
If this here rocks to y'all, then react
Whateva' she said, then I'm that
If this here rocks to y'all, then react
[Verse Two: Redman]
Yo, do I gotta go ape or go nutty
I leave your eye like a 9-9 Benz-buggy, puffy
Brick niggas get real ugly
Trust me, keep your four if you feel lucky
Mug me, I ain't got nothin' but four figures
And weed and hash chopped in the coffee blender
My shots like squeegy men on your window
Usual suspect, I'm the crippled member
Get away when I sat down in the office
Heat in my lap keep me walkin' awkward
While y'all talk it, the doc reinforce it
The mic, it's hard to keep my paws off it
Yo' bitch is my bitch when it's over
No Cristal, I pulled up with King Cobra
Out in the Nova, don't bother
My Nino Brown bust, it'll shut down the corridor
[Repeat 1]
[Verse Three]
Hey yo Red, he's over (Word?) with his shit right now
Watch this, told ya
Chi-chi-chi-chi-chi-chi-chi-chi-chi-chillin', I'm +Milk+
I'm that kid +Gizmo+, we "Top Billin'"
Yo, when the roof is on fire, believe it, it's me
Sparks when I rock the mic like Segal & Free
When the pen hit the pad, the evil in me come out
Total recall for people to breathe
I got dogs in the backyard shittin' their lawns
We got chickens ain't leaving 'till six in the morning
Round and round we go, circle the area
Leave the party, go straight to the Marriott
Dozy-doe with cowboys where they saddle at
Rodeo with 20 fours on the Cadillac
What your name is, yo, R.E.D.
Crack cost money, but the "E" is free, yeah
[Repeat 1 until fade]
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12. _ Love Iz
People in the house, Sermon, aight
As we proceed, holla at ya boy
People in the house, scream at me, aight
Love is, yeah, music that you feel good
Neighborhood hood, gully
Roll through 'cause it's cool to boost the spirit
For the folks young an' old an' infants can hear it
Love is knowin' the rap game is not the same
An' still I came
Whoever killed 'Pac an' Smalls, they're lame
Erick Sermon, learn my name
Love is when I come through the spot
With no security guards, just me an' the Squad
I got love, a cat got checked by a fan
Holdin' me down, I got street respect
Love is when true fans who don't believe in rumors
Real consumers, who love what I'm doin'
That's why I proceed
Superman, the E don't bleed
Love is, yeah, never hatin'
Everybody's out there is people
Yeah, why you wanna take my car?
So we can be walkin' together
Love is Def Squad, Keith Murray
Redman, that's my people
Conversate with the next man
So we can be talkin' together
Love is when the planes hit
An' the world got together like baseballs an' mitts
New York's finest, so I represent my home
Hold weight on this microphone
Love is when I pray for my enemies
If drama, cats get smoked like chimneys
I'm not dyin' for a fake thug who need a hug
Not E Dub, I'm focused, man
Love is when your man got your back
An' hold you down when no one's around
An' bless that an' get that money
An' then pass it around so nobody's hungry
Love is I do what I do
When I can do it like no other to help my brother
An' I hope racism as a whole
Don't walk through life with a blindfold
Love is showin' love to those
Who paved the way, that's my people
Politic with Al Green
An' now we're singin' together
Love is, yeah, doin' it for black an' white
That's my people
Get tight altogether
So we can be livin' together
Love is, yeah, to be able to live
With a beautiful chick an' a couple of kids
With foreign cars, a house on land
I'm blessed, no doubt, y'all, check this out
Love is when your man can't pay the bills
An' you loaned him a couple of bills
Now that's real, I come from the heart, told ya
Erick Sermon, the underground soldier
Love is, yeah, Stevie Wonder an' Marvin Gaye
An' that's what I rock every day
An' take what they say an' then relay
When I are A P for y'all to play
Love is, yeah, God Almighty
The Alpha, Omega, there's no one greater
Then comes your moms, your fam is second
An' 'Love iz' the name of this record
Love is, yeah, rockin' the house
For hip hop, underground people
Yeah, it's only one God, whatever you call him
We still prayin' together
Love is, yeah, for all my true dawgs out there
Y'all my people
I'm in the house, cold lampin'
An' we're livin' together
Singin' together, what it is
Love is, love is prayin'
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13. _ Skit IV (Khari)
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14. _ We Don't Care
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15. _ Hip Hop Radio
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16. _ To tha Girlz
Yeah, Mega, uh-huh
Yeah, wh-wha, wha-wha-what?
Woo, uh-huh
y'all stinkin ass bitches out there
Squad, uh-huh, 610, Megahertz, what
Yo yo sup, be chicks over here
Shhh, everybody let's go, yo, yeah
"Brother things done got too far gone.
We got to let the girls know what they got to do for us!"
[Erick Sermon]
Yo, I like 'em nine-ten-tewelve, you know what that spell
Done fingernails and their toes as well
I dig a big boned chick, but that's just me
I like my baby phat, like (?)Amora Lee
E-D I'ma sage, I hit 'em with the arrow
The girls think I'm Cupid, I'm like, "It's me stupid"
Yeah, I want a girl to prefer an independent
To do somethin different with her, cash I'll spend it
Chicks that got, they proud cause they made it
They can't find a man cause dudes intimidated
Intimidate me? Show me the money and the crib
and the car, that's yo' new Jaguar?
A workin woman, attracts to E
Don't mind doin for dem, they don't need me so
females take heed to what I'm sayin
Tonight's the night, and me and my niggaz ain't playin
[Chorus: Erick Sermon]
Yeah, to all the girls I might take home (huh)
To all the girls I might take home (huh)
To all the girls I might take home (huh)
Excuse me, may I have your attention?
Can I.. (yes you can) Can I.. (yes you can)
Can I.. (yes you can) Can I.. (yes you can)
[Erick Sermon]
Yo, yo, I need a girl too, but not you
I'm not bein rude, I'm a differen type dude
I'm not gonna trick on you, I'm not Houdini
I seen you somewhere before you seen me
But, but I wasn't hot though (no)
No power no mojo, played me like an old Volvo
Yo' kind been there (uh-huh)
You got highway miles on you girl, so why would I spend there
You want champagne to sip then you buy it
See how it feels sometimes, homegirl try it
Don't stop there, for real
Do it again next time when you out, pay for the meal
Uhh, already been there, uh, so I'm tellin you
It's a "Scary Movie," Tori Spelling move
Ain't nuttin changed, same song as "Golddigger"
Same rules apply for the same-ass nigga, what?
[Chorus]
[Erick Sermon]
Yeah, aiyyo here's a few rules, don't approach me
in any fashion chick, without the proper tools
Yeah tools meaning school, a job, things
A place that's yours, so you can slam doors
Cause without that, talkin to me, no need
You're grown and I already got kids to feed
So unless you my baby momma
I don't want the Dave Hollister drama cause that's bad karma, trick
[Chorus]
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17. _ Party Right
[Erick Sermon]
Yo, I'm E-Dub the invincible
bandit, rock house on principle
why'know?I'm the man and Def Squad's the fam
Some say I'm that "Boy" like Killa Cam
The on-the-grind pilot's, flyin again
Usin my name you a passenger, so keep silent
E's what you're listenin to!Def Squad
The crew of 2002!Brand new year
The Funk Lord is here, the rap George Clinton
The Barry Bonds of hip-hop, I stay hittin
Ah ahh, yup my name ring bells like M.O.
No gimmicks, I been this way since my demo
Never liked the limo, I ride trucks and vans
I'd ride in horseback, if I had to see my fans
Yeah - I come through, in a mackadocious whip
A brand new Benz with a mackadocious kit
[Chorus 2X: Redman]
I heard the party's goin on in there
Well let me shake my stankin ass in there
I heard the party's goin on in there
Well let me shake my stankin ass in there
[Erick Sermon]
Uhh, uhh, I never lose momentum
I keep it jumpin 'til the cops come and get them
Best believe I breeze through like wind, comin through a window
Me and the Squad of Def, a few kinfolks
Twelve P.M. just left the car place
Now I'm, back on the block and pumpin the Scarface
Yeah, I'm E-Dub, I'm doper than you
Spit rhymes, throw 'em at you, new truck show it at you
Stay dipped right down to my feet - yeah
My underground tore 'em down by the street
It's me, the MC, the E - D.
O. U. B. L. E., age be thirty-three, uhh
I "Get Down" boy, like Craig Mack
Stampede like a elephant, I'm heaven sent
The E-are-I-see-K, S-E-are-M-O-N
There's a party goin on, tell a friend
[Chorus]
[Erick Sermon]
It was me, Keith, Red and Khari
Actin crazy, pumpin some Jay-Z
J to the Izzo, oh no, my flow
Is unbelievable, in the game I'm a pro so
For those cats wanna set me up
And wet me up, I'm on the block, check me up
The MC Grand Royal on the microphone know what's good
There's a party goin on, buckle (?)
[Chorus]
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