[Intro:]
You about to come through right. (Yeah don't stress it.) You about to come
through. (I got this check this out man.) You ain't gonna front on me (I
ain't gonna front on niggas man.) Make sure man I'm tellin' you right now.
(Check this out. What I'm about to do right now.) You gonna kick it word
up. Ha

[Erick Sermon:]
Personal ggats I gots about 11, without weapons I swing more bats than K7
Plus, I'm soup like Campbell without heaven
Some rappers pack great big guns like Frank Drebbin
In this century I uphold the crown, for bringin' Flavor In Ya Ear
Plus I'm Gettin' Down, I manuver techniques for species of all kinds
The third, yours and mine, introduction is in full effect
I come with the mothership and some other shit
Yeah all the way live like a concert
The most respected brother, puttin' in some work

[Hook:]
Yeah if you got a crew you better tell em.
E kicks rhymes from the cerebellum. Don't slip or you won't be around next
year

Writer : ERICK SERMON, R. KIRKPATRICK, K. MURRAY, R. NOBLE
Copyright : Lyrics © UNIVERSAL MUSIC-Z TUNES , UNIVERSAL MUSIC-Z TUNES OBO ERICK SERMON ENTERPRISES INC. , UNIVERSAL MUSIC-Z TUNES OBO ILLIOTIC MUSIC