Cooling on the scene like a horse in a stable A brother got ill and tried to snatch a fat cable I stepped back, like it wasn't no thing Punched him in the jaw with the fat gold ring I had an ace in the hole when it came to that (Yo P you was packing?) You know I'm strapped Posse kept rolling it was hard to get with em So I stepped back, and unbuttoned my Lee denim They kept coming, just like I figured So I stepped back, and started spraying niggas What a way to go out, out like a sucker But I'm on track, like a Long Island train That can head your mission, suckers who be dissing Always on my jock like a snake always hissing Grabbing and tapping me like Luther Vandross Take me to the bar for the drink and make a toast Giving best wishes to the best MC The E the D-O-U-B-L-E Because I'm housing Cooling at a party, no better yet disco Head feeling mellow from a bottle of Cisco Move To crush and fry a sucker MC like Crisco Every chance I get, I try to kill That's one less sucker new jack, who tried to act ill I keep the place jumping til the party's through Whether it's disco, hardcore, or rhythm and blues Take off your coat, won't you stay a while Check out the voice that is smooth and mild It's like Wheel of Fortune, go on for big money Come cold rock the party, and leave wit ya honey Gimme the cue, check one two Don't try to come off on me, because you doo-doo Treating me the E Doubl-E, like a stepchild Well let me tell you homeboy you're living foul MC's, you know who you are (On the bandwagon) Why P? (Cause you a star) This is the year that when the joker's are wild When a fag can't hack it and try to bite the style I get hip to the scheme, before it happens If it gets wild, then I start capping But for now, since everything's calm Relate to the matter as I drop the bomb As I proceed to rock, the girls are clocking Some brothers act hard but the rest are jocking Because I'm housing I come on strong, like a bodybuilder Cast a spell upon a sucker, like witch Matilda Deliver a rhyme like Federal Express My intention's not to dis, but impress For the ladies and gents, the money was spent To see the E-P-Double-E-M-D (yes the main event) In concert, not worried bout oos n boos (because we do work) To make your body jerk (To make your girl want to leave her man and start to flirt With the P) Double-E MD Double E'n I'm not skeezing, but pleasing All party goers, also behind show-ers Who like the not, fast slow flow of rhymes that form in my dome Out the mouth, to the microphone Because I'm housing
Written by: ERICK S SERMON, PARRISH JOSEFF SMITH
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