Erick Sermon - Say Word lyrics

[ Keith Murray ] Its the return of the lyrical lunatic Still kickin rough sh** What you say? Ill slap your stank a** b**h I shake and build my craft like an architect Teflon style rhymes be Gortex With the highness of the ruler on my co*k All this over hip and the hop bullsh** gon stop It be Keith not Bill Murray not Sweat Your polotics be politically incorrect We keep it hot like sauce Flows be definite like well of course Def Squad go off a rough course You weak wack n***as can't do me none Five hundred radian height I run wit the sun Apparently you need to check my pedigree And do the knowledge to the s c i e n c e Fake ones fear it Real ones cheer it Cause they all feel me from the wound of the human spirit Wit logic and breaches I justify my means See you on the scene f** you up like Tyson did the big screen And f*gll rock yeah bees like that If you k** my dog Im a slay your cat [ Chorus: Def Squad ] Say word ( 7x ) [ Redman ] Face off wit Castor Troy Strap your boys Hook yall to answer can't bang half the noise Ask Dunkin Hines got my sh**s twice as moist Plus status Do it to a T B A for rackets Pull out the Vicks 44 cough suppressant Then talk about me on HBO cab confessions Got a b**h gobanas Hangin out the Honda She should have thought about no before she smoked my dime up I smoke wit the Luniz out in the bay Before you get smoked I ask who you wit wit Jay Its bizarre hyphen are Make mics dissolve My penmanship run concurrent wit lightnin rods I clap you in the spine when I grab on mine You so soft I should call you 101.9 When I pull out the denim And break the call minum You stupid I act stupid right along wit ya [ Chorus ] [ Erick Sermon ] I step out the truck like you want somethin Make you either mad faced you punked up and start frontin Fly guy, the type to flash the figure Same type who would cold backstab his n***a I know you, you a hater You might pull a plaug at a concert to stop the crowd motivator Your envy is strong Outlook is wrong Dont compete wit the vet my track recs too long Mercedes wack but theyre pumpin the song Recitin it word for word when my tune comes on Clowns your whole steez is out of bounds Your carrying and walkin When you shouldn't be talkin b**h him, call Cube and the Mob to lench him Call up his pop duke put 5 on his pension Theres a few things Ive got to mention Def Squad be the name and boys the definition Thats my word [Chorus]