Get the Bozack

[Parrish Smith]<br>Ah yeah, vacation`s over<br>Suckers still pickin on the four-leaf clover<br>As I say mic check, EPMD`s in effect<br>Snappin necks and cashin large checks<br>As I flex then wrecks -- so E, what`s next?<br><br>[Erick Sermon]<br>Shazam, let me tell you who I am<br>The E-R-I-C-K, S-E-R-M-O-N<br>Call me a lumberjack, or a midland warrior<br>Doin damage to the world with the Hurricane Gloria<br>I`m serious, you can say I`m furious<br>You`re sayin in your mind, "Who is he?" because you`re curious<br>of the rap style, not heard by the usual<br>You bite you get damaged, but my brothers stay mutual<br><br>[Parrish Smith]<br>While I`m makin and takin, emcees shakin and flakin<br>Pre-heat my oven to three hundred degrees and start bakin<br>Emcees like potatoes, beats kickin like Cato<br>Gettin philosophical like the Greek man Plato (who?)<br>The Greek man Plato (who?) The Greek man Plato<br>But I`m the A.K.Ato flow, bro<br>As you all will know, I do a show<br>Pick up the dough and hoe, break to the limo<br>Money in the pocket, Albee`s hands on the ammo<br>Crack the Olde Gold, as we roll and stroll<br>Don`t play bold sucker, cause you was told<br>Your spot in the box in eighty-eight was sold<br>So quit the singin come swingin cause of the beat that I`m bringin<br>Tryin to wax EPMD, you be U.G.-in<br>on a heavy narcotic, such as speed or crack<br>Because your rhyme`s mediocre but your tracks are wack<br>Not fiction but fact black, believe that<br>Then put away your demo cause the brother is back<br>and get the bozack.. E..<br><br>[Erick Sermon]<br>Yo, as I sing and do my thing I might sing<br>Jane, or the whole shabang<br>But if I snap, during the course of the rap<br>P tap me on the back, throw the crowd in a flap<br>Just to distract, til I`m intact<br>Get my Fisherman hat, so I can mack<br>Groove to the rhythm of a funky track<br>Like ("Yo, you smack me and I`ll smack you back")<br>I come correct with the context, and then next<br>then flex and throw a hex on your whole complex<br>Then check for a second, yo, then sayyy<br>(R-E-S-P-E-C-T) Respect!<br>For me the E Double, or the emcee rap goddess<br>Cause me and PMD we get ours regardless<br>So get the bozack.. P..<br><br>[Parrish Smith]<br>Yo, time to get funky and raw<br>Stomp mudholes in posses (like who?) like Gigantor<br>Cause when we roll we come fully equipped<br>Mic in the hand, tooly, and spare clips<br>Like a detenator with no ticks I then trip or slip<br>or maybe flip while my DJ`s on the mix<br>Never lost a battle and if I did it was fixed<br>You must be sick all on my dilznick, like a jim hat<br>Your shit ain`t pumpin and your rhymes are wack<br>Cause you`re a nickel dime sucka, who hangs with Tommy Tucker<br>Like KRS-One said, you a Part Time Sucka<br>who works O.T., to be like<br>The Capital P, the M, I`m like D<br>To slay an emcee, on the S-P-O-T<br>Leave without a motive or a C-L-U-E<br>So get the bozack.. E..<br><br>[Erick Sermon]<br>Yo, the MC Grand Royal on the micraphone<br>Terrorist, mafioso, a.k. E Capone<br>I`m no joke on the stroke I broke so don`t choke<br>No hopes folks, I quote note for note<br>You mind float on the rhyme on I wrote (what?)<br>And does the Wild Thing, like my boy Tone Loc<br>It`s equipped with the kit that bit the whole shit<br>Don`t catch a nitfit, because my style legit<br>Brand new from the crew for you no voodoo<br>A trick from the flicks master Wu Kung-Fu<br>Equipped with the posse and the time I need<br>Cock diesel like Rocky and Apollo Creed<br>So get the bozack.. P..<br><br>[Parrish Smith]<br>Yo, mic checkin, checkin and checkin and checkin<br>Scan the crowd, then start wreckin<br>Either kill or be killed, in the field of hip-hop<br>Cause if you`re slow you blow you get popped mopped and dropped<br>If you choose, you lose, here come the oohs and boos<br>I pop a No-Doz, relax my lips and cruise<br>past a pooh putt`n sucka whose all about scheamin<br>Waxin the P twice, you must be dreamin<br>Cause as you moan and groan, from the mouth you foam<br>Sayin, "P got inside, I shoulda left P alone"<br>Cause it`s a fact, black, that when I`m loopin the track<br>to lounge in the Danger Zone, because I`m back<br>In fact, Jack, before I launch my attack<br>Premeditate my assassination and come strapped<br>Playin rough and tough but when I called your bluff<br>You tried to post on the Micraphone Doctor and got snuffed<br>So get the bozack<br>You get the bozack<br>You get the B-the-O-the-Zack<br>Get the bozack<br>KnowhatI`msayin E man?<br>Brothers ridin the bozack<br><br>[Erick Sermon]<br>Tell them crab emcees like this, yo<br>get the bozack, get the bozack<br>get the bo the bo the bo, bozack<br>get the booooooeoeooooeeohzack<br>get the booooooeoeooooeeohzack<br><br>[Parrish Smith]<br>Yo.. I don`t play..