Erick Sermon - Pioneers lyrics

[Erick Sermon] And you don't quit Yeah, pioneers one time (one time, two times) Yeah, Erick Sermon boy [Parrish Smith] Yeah, we rap, where you at? (mic check) "Check this out!" Aiyyo, who wanna step up and get their cranium cracked From my man +Louis+ from the +Ville+, Slugger baseball bat co*k back gats, cause rugged apparel's where it's at So stand back, we flash a nine before the jack and squeeze triggers Blazin at one-hit wonder n***as like Smoothe Da Hustler I still sneak over and f** your babysitter No quitter, microphone's my transmitter Which clocks figures, in return, the track's the _Gold Digger_ [Erick Sermon] Huh me? I buy ice for no one Rap shogun, so I bought myself a gun Yeah Dunn, ain't the one to be steppin to son I agree with Slick Rick, you cats is crumbs My squad gets Dumb and Jim Carrey you ought the buildin Messin around with God's children I take action, like film crews You against me, face to face, you'll lose! Chorus: Erick Sermon, Parrish Smith (repeat 2X) [E] Here comes two big pioneers, Rolex watches Cars by the pairs, in stock we got shares EPMD.. "That's right!" [P] Legendary, hardcore b-boy is the pedigree [Erick Sermon] P and I don't stop, we don't quit, who's seein em? On tracks, we Ruff Ryde like D and them Then case the joint, like an agent, that's secret Cats hate, so we on point frequent E keep it decent, had to smack a dude recent Right down the block, from the precinct See you a punk, that talk too lenient When I speak to a motherf**er, I MEAN IT! [Parrish Smith] So Open Sesame, and let down the main gate But before you scream EPMD, you should wait Cause we roll with a posse, from Strong Long to Canarsie QBC, Boogie Down Bronx, back to Marcy Pa** that kiko, I drop a verse that sound slick yo And your chick know, P's hungry, like the hippoes s** on no nipples, but duck cats, quick to stick you Like a pin-up, workin out, and doin chin-ups Chorus [Erick Sermon] Huh, aiyyo my style flows, say it liquidates It's best when it hits the beat and catch the breaks Two time felon, f** around with me And my man p**ycat and catch two to the melon! [Parrish Smith] Then I be like, "Yep yep," just like Teddy, +Raw+ like Eddie Sweaty, when I hold sh** down and bake like Betty And when I want things to move, I blink like +Bewitched+ To handle sh** in the dark, red lights, with the laser hit Chorus