Erick Sermon - Welcome lyrics

[Keith Murray] - Yeeeah yeah [Erick Sermon] - Yeah yeah, word up, uh [Murray] - Erick Sermon and Keith Murray [Sermon] - Representing that.. [Murray] - Kickin' it to the beat [Sermon] - New York, word up [Murray] - E! E! E! [Erick Sermon, Verse 1] Respect my views on this day and era Keep your eyes upon me, and not the sparrow of berettas I'm fly, than any bird of this earth For what it be, my style is bu*ter like Worth I freak the beat like I'm lost in the twilight a zone with no phone, looking over parasites I pack the house like Woodstock when I rock A three day event of me dropping the illest sh** From here to New Jerz, back to Brooklyn and Queens The Uptown to Bronx River, I still deliver The off the wall for y'all Rearranged cameo-type strange pumping through your veins What your mommy do, if you're not ready to die like Biggie I'ma keep jamming like Ziggy I got the arrows wiped down like Funkmaster Flex Sway and Tech, and Premier, and we in here [hook] It's on like that! And everybody's welcome! You are welcome [x4] [Verse 2] Now, it's on like that once again, it's getting hot Now it's time to blow up the spot For my n***az out there on the block getting money Playas whose hustling, doing their thing But me, I've lounged without the stone Do it for my peeps, take it to the streets All day, everyday, I sets the mood Pile a bell of "Aye", with new attitudes I change not for the words, but for the better And be a trend-setter, and bring the best ever Yeah, teach me for the president So I can bring the vibes through your residence Double! The ghetto blast, the green eyed rapper slash producer And O.J. with the juice, uh! Y'all know me, it's the E-R-I-C-K So enjoy the day, and peace to Marvin Gaye [hook] [Verse 3] Let's groove back and forth like Aaliyah If you don't got the vibe, then I wouldn't want to be ya I threw it like a rap attack from New York to Hackensack Kiss myself and jump back, surprise like a Crackerjack The eye can bring the smiles without Chanice And make enemies call truce, or even peace (?)Funk Lord(?) fights back again without the Force or blue sky Chewbacca, R2D2 and the crew The miracle worker, God praise him, praise him! All of them ready for the funk, you feel like you want like (blaaah!) Whatever you requested, and you suggested that I bring the pain like Method It's nothing nice, cause I'm down for whatever Me and my beretta, me and my beretta Goddammit, don't leave your dog stranded Who? Yeah, the Green Eyed Bandit [hook repeats until the end]