Verse One: Erick Sermon

I make a million buck

every six months and y'all

hating my game saying my name they call

me the E wrong things

knowing Im fly without wings

while some of y'all have to pull strings.

In this era I maintain the freak upon the beats

master basslines of Raphael Saadiq

Lyrical mastermind a genius so dont snooze

no missions impossible ask Tom Cruise

I keep a joint lit when I have to spit

I rough paragraph, laugh when I'm busting yo' ass, who want it?

Come and see me, like 112

and I'll rock that bell with Fox and L

E-Dub, Mr Excitement, right

The poltergeist of rap so come to the light.

Yes, the recipient of this award goes to Moi,

the best qualified superstar.

Chorus: EPMD

Erick: My squad stays on point like

Den en den den de den, It's the joint

Parish: Yeah my squad stay on point like,

Erick: Den en den den de den, Its the joint.

Both: New York I'm in your area, (Over here)

DC I'm in your area, (Over here)

New Jerse I'm in your area, (Over here)

EPMD, its a world premier

Verse Two: Parrish Smith

Its the joint, stay on point

Plus I'm feelin it

niggas killin shit tryin to duplicat the manuscript

thats impossible, pray like the gospel

over coming set backs, and jumping over obstacles

Like Evil Kenevil, on point like a needle

EPMDs' like the Beatles, back with another sequal

to hip hop, check one two and you don't stop

rap with mainstream R&B and pop

now the worlds shocked

the E-doubles back with Mic-Doc

Like it or not we bout to turn it up another notch

My speeds put it down for my seeds

Raw breeds, acres with the deeds, its the joint.

Ch