Epmd - Intrigued lyrics

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Epmd - Intrigued lyrics

[erick sermon] Hit the floor, tuck and roll e's on fire I'm your motherf**er, but not jerry maguire I'm the dark skinned, packin mac-10, who get busy Effective, puttin sh** in the proper perspective [parrish smith] Strapped with the gat, bustin caps across the map Yo the crew's back, royalties and ascap I'm six two, fat went with the chrome shoe Diamond and j**els, estates with the swimmin pools [books] And the sauna, piggedy-puffin on some marijuana From tiajuana, miggedy-mess around and youse a goner I stash the cash don't flash the cash what? You figgedy-front on this kid i smash that a** [drayz] Chiggedy-check the one two-er, bringin it from the sewer to the land Cross the burnin sand, biggedy-back to business with my miggidy-man Got plans to blow, solidifyin all positions in the game Like coalition, stiggedy-stop look and listen [erick sermon] To the hot sh**, i'm the tale of that bronx sh** Call me sonny, with pounds of money Bringin raw music, call my style swoosh Please say mister, when you introduce me [parrish smith] Yeah.. uhhh epmd and das efx, time to flex Like funkmaster, back to business in your tape deck Steel i hold it, put it together blindfolded Hangin upside down, bust it, then reload it [books] Yo, i'm comin up from virginia, on the linear Havin dinner y'all, with this dimepiece named levinia Cellu-lar ringin, it's books how ya livin Fat like thanksgiving, drop some sh** like a pigeon [drayz] Yo, the boogie banger, biggedy-black rover to ranger Danger, i'm iggidy-off the planet like kramer My iggidy-anger, slaughter, iggidy-out of order Split your monkey a** in half like moses split the wiggidy-water Chorus: repeat 2x [e] you intrigued by the way, we do our thing [p] do what? [e] pick up the mic, hot, and make you swing [p] say what? [e] pick up the mic, hot, and make it swing [p] "yo, cold wax and tax mc's who tend to act ill" [erick sermon] Any hype, out the door, k** it Anything the squadron wants, uhh bill it Epmd out the box we be rockin We hold the title, like priests hold the bible [parrish smith] God bless, to any mc who wanna test Survival of the fittest, f** it life or d**h With ill manuevers, rapper slash producer Puttin it down with e-dub, in the sewer [books] Some riggidy-real thugs, s** hip-hop and d** Liggidy-left burnt rugs, drinkin beers out of gold mugs Slugs in the barrel, on name brand apparel Briggidy-bringin drama like john travolta in aarow [drayz] But n**idy-no need for that, smith squeeze the gat Ease em back, or n***az gon' biggidy-bleed, in fact It's wiggidy wild shine like the head, of golden child Corrupt styles, sinister smile, we takin bails to trial Chorus