Right Now

Right here, right now?<br><br>[Erick Sermon] (Parrish Smith)<br>Yeah, uh-huh<br>Uh-huh<br>Ah y`all know what, that is, yo, uh-huh (E-Dub)<br>Uh-huh, uh-huh, y`know what that is, word up<br>(Wax and tax em) The Squadron, PMD, Erick Sermon<br>(Millenium Ducats) Yo, yo.. uh-huh<br>Def Jam<br><br>[Erick Sermon]<br>Excuse me! I`m tryin to earn a mere buck or two<br>Yo my name`s E-Dub, so who the fuck are you?<br>I`m lockin it down now, and that`s that<br>I`m the bigga nigga, supreme vigor figure with cap<br>Hold your gat, I can`t control the sound<br>If the beat grabs you up, then hold yourself down<br>Captivates, give it raw to the kick and snare<br>like UHH-HUH.. YEAH YEAH..<br><br>[Parrish Smith]<br>I love it when my jewels dangles<br>could see stars, like the Bangles<br>When you approach me, adress me as Mr. like Bojangles<br>Death Decepticon, bad intentions when we reppin on<br>microphones, step in the set and start flexin on<br>your big man, don`t lose focus and watch the quicksand<br>Kill the drama, my nigga lean on cats, like a kickstand<br>Fuck it, Erick and Parrish Millenium Ducats<br>Fully flossed out, two G`s, Fisherman bucket<br><br>Chorus: EPMD (repeat 2X)<br><br>Who? EPMD got checks to cash<br>What what? Drop bombs for the clubs to blast<br>When? Right now, so my crew could flash<br>Where? Right here, get the money and stash<br><br>[Erick Sermon]<br>Aiyyo what`s that song, that got the average dude<br>playin the fool, hittin the bong with Cheech and Chong<br>What? Me and Mic Doc rock the spot like we`re up<br>with more technique, than Bruce Lee with num-chuks (wha-TAH)<br>Pure player, my rap flow`s athletic<br>Workout seven albums - rap calisthetics<br>EPMD now.. here to getcha<br>with a blow, you coulda sworn Roy Jones hit ya<br><br>[Parrish Smith]<br>Cats can`t hold me, Erick and Parrish, we hold the trophy<br>Scorn your team all day so I suggest you change your goalie<br>cause I`m hype again, with E Double, on the mic again<br>Crack a 40, spark a L, then pop a ?Perkadan?<br>Straight off tiggy, ridin shotgun with my niggy<br>No diggy, E and P tight like Lenny and Squiggy<br>Sundullah, no one cooler than the rap ruler<br>And to the cats out there frontin, yo, you can`t fool us<br><br>Chorus<br><br>[Erick Sermon]<br>Aiyyo, stop, drop, and roll, we on fire<br>And we won`t stop rockin til we retire<br>Who said we _Out of Biz_? That there was a liar<br>I`m Sammy Sosa, and P`s Mark McGwire<br>Home run hitters, with black tar beneath the eye<br>If you wanna hate me, do it now, try<br>I`m lethal, take it back to EPMD third album<br>and do it _For My People_<br><br>[Parrish Smith]<br>I jump out the plane and hanglide<br>Hit the ice and slip-slide<br>Niggaz don`t get it, EPMD status, correct me if I`m<br>mistaken, currently record breakin and still bakin<br>like Kevin to Footloose only difference we keep the sytsem quakin<br>Dusk to dawn, word is bond<br>You fuck with EPMD, Erick and Parrish, the shit is on<br>Cause we roll with a street team that donate posters<br>Quick to roast ya<br>Run up with the gat cocked back, clap, and smoke ya<br><br>Chorus