Epmd - Brothers on My Jock lyrics

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Chorus: parrish smith (from 'so what cha sayin')

Brothers on my jock for the way I hold a piece of steel (4x)

So what cha saying

Verse one: redman

I go wild as I sip from a cold lowenbrau

Set up rhymes like fire to gunpowder

Boomdid the bassline crank

From being rated rfrom being top rank

I'm hard like an erection

Phrases might get too tough to break down in sections

So I grab a pen and padI'm back

To make a killersimilar to a backstab

Don't arrest mearrest my brainit's insane

If I'm bootythen I've been framed

By an mcwho can't be the r-e-d

Fuck wit meyou'll get slapped up and capped up easy

By me and a tre-eight pistolso vacate the premises

Or ask for maydaymayday

For h-e-l-pbrothers tell me

I'm electrifyinsimilar to round three

I don't brag and boast but smash and roast

Mc's wit degrees from here to the west coast

I'm miracle wit no abrakadaba

Piece of membranes will smash like crackers

Were they ritzsaltineor town house

None of the above get caught wit the roundhouse

Kickblackflipsemifull

My vocal chord prove my pull ain't bull

I'm down wit the squadno more than four to five brothers

Six or moreyou seen got smothered

By a fist of furynext is the verdict

Let's hear it from the jury

Chorus

Verse two: pmd

I'm a nightmare to rappersterror to an mc

Cold wreck the nigga wit the help of e-d

Aggravationdon't need itso get off my dick

Master of disasterno time for flicks

Straight up b-boyreal mccoy like bruce leroy

Strap the bozack when I'm stabbin a skeezoid

Gangsta rapit's daddy mack wit a bozack

Roy the funk punk pumps skunk like a smokestack

So swing low and lick up balls

I'm like scharzeneggercorrecting shit in total re-

Call up e-d and the posse that's ten deep

To wax a sucker nigga booty rappin mc

So step off cause you gets no props

So stick the fork in himredman (why) cause he's done

Chorus

Verse three: erick sermon

I'm e-dI belong wit the a-team

A one man wreckin machineby all means

NecessaryI destroyed on contact

No fearof getting killed cause I'm strapped

The hit squad's deepmaking it sweet

To creepon my crew so you don't sleep

My mic is caffeinesimilar to maxwell

Making it smooth for meyesto wax well

And you might get scared and spark a stove

Cause I pack steel but hold on like en vogue

My swiftnessI got a gift not for christmas

God blessmmm-hmmcan I get a witness

I'm fresh like a bag of chips ahoy

No toyI'm a hardcore b-boy

Once againI quoteI'm danger

I smoked smokey the bear and killed the forest ranger

Poofthe fire's out and I'm gone

Peace to mandela and farrakhan

Chorus