Erick Sermon - Tear it Off lyrics

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Erick Sermon - Tear it Off lyrics

[Redman] Whooooo! Yo yo yo, yo yo Huh.. {*inhales*}.. Yo VANGLORIOUS This is protected, by the Red [Meth] and TICAL [Red] Slap it down [Meth] Way out of bounds [Red] Throw in the towels [Meth] 'fore we gun down [Redman] Yo, flipmodes, toilet bowls explode When Doc, come drop a sh**load Grip fo's, mushrooms, did those Dee pistol-whip hoes, a b**h owes Money, bro I stick a zip code Tiptoed, before Doc hit skid row Thirsty? Sniffin out a pig nose My Benz built with wings and 6-0's My flows is, North Pole cold My hands got areas to fit snow Doc, mixin hoes and disco's My dogs, let em walk with ripped clothes Shows, n***as pack six rows We're losin him! His heart won't get pulse Crack your backs off a ten percent dose Lip closed? I can hum and sh** gold Chorus: Redman [Meth] Tear the roof off the mother (repeat 8X) Yo, yo tear the roof off Yo, yo tear the roof off Back up, don't make me shoot y'all You don't, want to f** with us, you don't [Method Man] I gets down, rip sound, with this stick style Pist-al, lick round, get off my dick now Get crabbed, hostile, you kids is all sound timid Scared to get in it, these dogs is Rockwild' Unchained, untamed, you know my name Act strange, pack flame, it's not a game Just ill flows, that k**s shows, you can feel yo Kickin in you do', like a steel toe, for real doe Y'all gon' learn, I spit germs When you come short on Big Worm, you get burned Punks don't get turned, they get done, and get sun Come get some, the last vict-im, lie in a ditch Now who wanna f** with Hot Nikk' n***as chew gum with they a** and pop sh** Me and Funk Doc get, toxic A bowl of rice and some chopsticks Go make your Wu, just imposters Chorus [Redman] Try to O.K. Corral with Doc and Meth Tical Bar saloon fight, without weapons out (YEE-HAH!!) Strech marks, like belly on Kevin ?Lous? One yard to score, only second down Hoes play wifey, wanna settle down Tryin to lock cash? b**h better bounce Boyfriend jump in, Meth shut him down Pound to echo loud, bout seven miles Doc, Dirty Jersey hunt em down Uncut, rhymes won't even fit the file Baddest man out the bunch, pick him out Drunk with a gun, miss you hit the crowd Snitches, someone kiss to stitch your mouth Wilder then winos on liquor droughts Mrs. Howell, Mary-Ann, dig em out Ginger watch, with the gun in Skipper mouth Love Da Ruckus, and love to dish it out Pre-washed MC's, start rinsin out Get your whole camp put on the missin file Pushin twelve out, bumpin digital Chorus [Method Man] We Just-Ice, men or mice, ain't nuttin nice (f** your life) Your type just too light to fight We move right, on Fright Night, when n***as bite We bust pipe, 'pon does that s** tight We alright, you all hype and all tripe In the Source with half mic, you half liked And half dead, blasted on flatbed I'm past dead, eyes red, the hash head Burn somethin, earn somethin and learn somethin Take my turn frontin, Def Jam ain't heard nuttin yet Suspect, ruffnecks, book em Dano You get bust-ed, never leave home without my mustard Trust this, out for justice, clown And caught on Judgement Day, call Joe Brown Take MC's to town if they starbound Ashes to ashes, they all fall down Master you ba*tards with hazardous tactics Semi-automatic full rap metal jacket Blasted in plastic your brain on the mattrress All you kids is a**-backwards and vice-a versa Chorus [Redman] Come on, yo tear the roof off n***a, yo tear the roof off Back up, don't make me shoot y'all You don't, want to f** with us, you don't Huh.. Yo, you don't want to f** with us, you don't Yo, you don't want to f** with us, you don't