Erick Sermon - Whut's Happenin' lyrics

Intro: n***as can't hold me back We ain't comin' for no bullsh** n***as talking all that yackedy yack, word up Verse 1: Here's to Mr. Keith Murray The Mr. Pictionary The Mr. Quick To f** sh** Up In a Hurry On the mic I'll squash your little Ms. Philosophy With atomic technological atrocity I find it very ironic that n***as try to rhyme behind me The supersonic Def Squad MC Get a bird's eye view And don't miss the crispiest n***a in the nucleus With futuristic linguistics Ballistics be twisted like physics (word up) n***as be like how you come up wit this sh** But it's automatic, I'm inorganic With the ability to travel nine planets n***as can't understand it Please, I spark the brain of too many MCs I be more than gladly to take your G's We could battle for car keys and car titles House deeds and bank accounts to make it final I got what you need The most homicidal words to come out of a human being Mind state sick like Idi Amin Hook: You can do what ya got to And say what you may But n***as gonna come outside wit gun play anyway So I play the game And let the ball bounce where it may And roll with Def Squad and L.O.D. everday X2 Verse 2: Abracadabra talk sh** I'll reach right out and grab ya The hype got you like gimmy Don't let it have ya I'll knock you skeezers pleasers black like Jesus Never lost in the jungle Navigators with caesars Instead dare iz a dark side said by Red I'm consciously, crusciously coming for your head I'm from a small coast called stay out my path And from a big city called foot up in your a** Jeepers, weepers, peepers get snuffed By the sneakiest, throughout the speakers Like fist to cuffs Who the f** is this paging me? Oh, it's my creepy, greepy, grimy Rough rhyme, crimy Reggie, I'm saying f** who, went where, when, why and how Get my sh** to me not now but right now Lucky n***as went platinum Thinkin' they can see us We swoop down on crews Like angels on dust I'll leave your mental so broke You can't pay attention When I get inside your head And take your brain to another dimension I'm itching for a scratch And somebody to try to match The battle cat constantly be on it like that The doom has dawned in We knockin' n***as out without warning And pissing on them The configuration is brain cell wastin' Renegades of funk Like Africa Bambatta and the Zulu Nation You facin' a maniac Pacing over the track Constantly bringing drama like Jason In fact I'm L.O.D.ing it and there go planet Def Squad Puttin' it down play for play like Ahmad Rashad For the cause, I'm wiring jaws Got n***as eating full-course meals out of crazy straws And if it ain't def it ain't sh** I'm taking it to the limit And k**ing it each and every minute Cause Keith Murray takes the beef a major step higher And peace makers will get caught in the cross fire Hip Hop's filled with back stabbers Blunt grabbers, cats with dirty claws, dogs with filthy paws Then you got rap artists Claimin' to be the hardest Bust them in their sh** And they're quick to press charges Spot rushers, block busters, rockin' diamond clusters Comin' to stick the rich out you motherf**ers Educated black man on premises L.O.D. and Def Squad forever Arch nemesis