[Verse One]
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Yo! Here I is on radar
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A sixteen verse burst, the last two are 8 bar
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Cause by that time, I been did damage
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The type 9/11, so duke call the reverand
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Sermon; the rappin Mandingo
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A mega producer, more drugs than Ringo
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"A Star is Born," Erick Streisand, the E I'm nice man
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A rock star while youse a mic stand
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So everybody gather round by the speaker
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To hear things clear, the blood comin out the ear
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I'm a daywalker, the rap be the serum
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My Squad still Def and you still can't hear 'em
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If you was a shadow, you couldn't get near 'em
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Even if there's "Thirteen Ghosts," you couldn't fear 'em
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Look outside, there's 24's on my Cadd' (huh?)
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I'm a +Big Boi+, droppin "Bombs Over Baghdad"
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[Interlude]
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Here I is, Sermon - yeah - I'll mark an E on your back
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Yeah.. "That's my man throwin down!"
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[Verse Two]
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Uh-huh, uh-huh, yeah
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It's like street hop, the beat knock
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I'm what time it is on my clock on my block
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I'm rockin, I got the Earth in a cradle
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Youse a baby and not quite able (hell no)
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"The Ring" appears when you're facin me
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Death comes time after, some say it's the rapture
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I'm closed captioned, boy I'm Phil material
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(Yeah Francis Ford Coppola, E-Dub's the opener)
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See you at your burial, "Wack MC" on your gravestone
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Atlanta, I get busy in the Braves home
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I'm on your head, Ted Danson +Cheer'n+
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You forgot Squad is Def, and we hard of hearin (WHAT?!)
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The star vet got a StarTac phone
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Extraterrestrial, to see who phone home
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Got more dough than me? Man stop it
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Green shit, I got +Shrek+ in my front pocket!
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[Outro]
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Here I is, Sermon - yeah - I'll mark an E on your back
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Th-th-th-this is a warning (aiyyo) "Attention all personal!"
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Yeah! Come on
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Here I Iz
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Erick Sermon |