Intro

[Pee MD]

You Gots to Chill...

Verse 1

[E Double E]

Relax your mind let your conscience be free

And get down to the sounds of EPMD

Oh you should keep quiet while the MC rap

But if you're tired then go take a nap

Or stay awake and watch the show I take

Because right now I'm 'bout to shake'n'bake

The E R I C K is my name I spell

Things to the clientele yo I rock well

I'm not an MC who' talkin' all that junk

About who can beat who, soundin' like a punk

I just get down and I go for mine

Say "Check 1-2" and run down a line

[Pee MD]

To the average MC I'm known as The Terminator

Funky beat maker, new jack exterminator

Destroyin' a ploy when your rhymes are not void

Never sweatin' your girl (Why P?) Cos she's a skeezoid

When I'm on the scene I always rock the spot

I grab the steel with the crown on the top

In the beginnin' I like to let my rhymes flow

And at twelve I press cruise control

Sit back and relax, let my rhymes tax

Maintain MC's while the Double E macks

Always calm under pressure, no need to act ill

Listen when I tell you boy, you gots to chill...

Verse 2

[E Double E]

I be the personal computer, information on rap

Like the B-I-Z Markie says, I'll make your toes tap

I format the rhymes step by step

Make 'em sound def to maintain my rep

Prepared to come off in case of a diss

Not worried about a thing, cos we can do this

I can turn the party out just by standin' still

Make the ladies scream and shout while the brothers act ill

Take total control of your body and soul

Pack a nine in my pants for when it's time to roll

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