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The Fan

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  • Yo, yo-yo, yo
    Aiyyo this here's procedure, rock
    MC's durin' my leisure
    Time I spend to do 'em in
    The sound pumps hard and runs right through ya
    When it hits, it reacts like a airbag to ya
    Some flip to it, small kids might skip to it
    And jail cats get rep to it
    You get, by on record but you wack on stage
    So I'm, blowin' you up, throwin' hand grenades
    That's why we roll with the big boys
    With big toys, bringin' crazy noise and ruckus
    Shuttin' down crews and mother******s
    In low beta, not to be ****** with like the swamp gator
    Potato, on the barrel of the snub nosed when
    I blaze ya
    As I, dust bust, crush and rush
    Catch you flossin' *************, turn your ice physi' into slush
    So yo, what's the deally for really
    We rock nine untilly, grindin' like
    BillySo *************z chill and spark the
    PhillieYo,
    I know you was a fan of mine
    I know you was a fan of mine
    I know you was a fan of mine
    Here's my card and on the back of it's my fan club digits
    Yo, I know you was a fan of mine
    I know you was a fan of mine
    I know you was a fan of mine
    Here's my card and on the back of it's my fan club digits
    Uh, aiyyo takin' our spot, that's outrageous
    P and I stomp those who get courageous
    And microphones get rocked on stages
    Any book or mag, we on a few pages
    Not commercial, not frontin', and no movie
    I swear, 'cause we take it there
    Billboard's top ten, that's tradition
    Comin' through blastin' with mad ammunition
    Five-alarmer, microphone bomber, woman charmer
    Night in armor, penthouse view, with the sauna
    God dammit, pass me the rock, and watch me slam it
    Jam it cram it, until you stupid *************z understand it
    It's been a long time,
    MC crabbin' ************* *************z runnin'
    Wack MC's we straight stunnin'
    When we roll up, unexpected, undetected
    Resurrected,
    EPMD second wind, fuel-injected
    Yo, I know you was a fan of mine
    I know you was a fan of mine
    I know you was a fan of mine
    Here's my card and on the back of it's my fan club digits
    Yo, I know you was a fan of mine
    I know you was a fan of mine
    I know you was a fan of mine
    Here's my card and on the back of it's my fan club digits
    Word yeah, tell em
    P, yoI never seen y'all before, when
    I came through
    With my dogs headbangin' with the '
    Hit Squad crew'
    Hardcore, we got biz from the get go
    Any beef with us, we ain't lettin' *************t go
    E-Dub, no one replacin' me
    If there's a spot, then find a vacancy
    Boy, I own my style, while y'all got leases
    I get the whole pie, while y'all get pieces
    That's why we own, bitin' our *************t, we don't condone
    News flash,
    Erick and
    Parrish, we got it sewn
    And like I'm
    Damon we Dash for the cash, mash for the fash'
    Ba*************n' the rash, double up
    P, straight on smidash
    So stop playin', serious like '
    So What Cha
    Sayin'?'In
    Apollo sold out with
    Red man, ******' headbangin'
    To the street corners, the back alleys, to the
    Cali valleys
    EPMD in effect, chillin' as the scans tally
  • Yo, yo-yo, yo
    Aiyyo this here's procedure, rock
    MC's durin' my leisure
    Time I spend to do 'em in
    The sound pumps hard and runs right through ya
    When it hits, it reacts like a airbag to ya
    Some flip to it, small kids might skip to it
    And jail cats get rep to it
    You get, by on record but you wack on stage
    So I'm, blowin' you up, throwin' hand grenades
    That's why we roll with the big boys
    With big toys, bringin' crazy noise and ruckus
    Shuttin' down crews and mother******s
    In low beta, not to be ****** with like the swamp gator
    Potato, on the barrel of the snub nosed when
    I blaze ya
    As I, dust bust, crush and rush
    Catch you flossin' *************, turn your ice physi' into slush
    So yo, what's the deally for really
    We rock nine untilly, grindin' like
    BillySo *************z chill and spark the
    PhillieYo,
    I know you was a fan of mine
    I know you was a fan of mine
    I know you was a fan of mine
    Here's my card and on the back of it's my fan club digits
    Yo, I know you was a fan of mine
    I know you was a fan of mine
    I know you was a fan of mine
    Here's my card and on the back of it's my fan club digits
    Uh, aiyyo takin' our spot, that's outrageous
    P and I stomp those who get courageous
    And microphones get rocked on stages
    Any book or mag, we on a few pages
    Not commercial, not frontin', and no movie
    I swear, 'cause we take it there
    Billboard's top ten, that's tradition
    Comin' through blastin' with mad ammunition
    Five-alarmer, microphone bomber, woman charmer
    Night in armor, penthouse view, with the sauna
    God dammit, pass me the rock, and watch me slam it
    Jam it cram it, until you stupid *************z understand it
    It's been a long time,
    MC crabbin' ************* *************z runnin'
    Wack MC's we straight stunnin'
    When we roll up, unexpected, undetected
    Resurrected,
    EPMD second wind, fuel-injected
    Yo, I know you was a fan of mine
    I know you was a fan of mine
    I know you was a fan of mine
    Here's my card and on the back of it's my fan club digits
    Yo, I know you was a fan of mine
    I know you was a fan of mine
    I know you was a fan of mine
    Here's my card and on the back of it's my fan club digits
    Word yeah, tell em
    P, yoI never seen y'all before, when
    I came through
    With my dogs headbangin' with the '
    Hit Squad crew'
    Hardcore, we got biz from the get go
    Any beef with us, we ain't lettin' *************t go
    E-Dub, no one replacin' me
    If there's a spot, then find a vacancy
    Boy, I own my style, while y'all got leases
    I get the whole pie, while y'all get pieces
    That's why we own, bitin' our *************t, we don't condone
    News flash,
    Erick and
    Parrish, we got it sewn
    And like I'm
    Damon we Dash for the cash, mash for the fash'
    Ba*************n' the rash, double up
    P, straight on smidash
    So stop playin', serious like '
    So What Cha
    Sayin'?'In
    Apollo sold out with
    Red man, ******' headbangin'
    To the street corners, the back alleys, to the
    Cali valleys
    EPMD in effect, chillin' as the scans tally