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 
The Cult Of Ray lyrics

What is there to say?
Still I can't be silent
Hear the cult of Ray
And you'll be enlightened
People they're no fun
I saw Raymond speak one time, he said hello
And as he opened up my mind, so fried and battered
I heard his words so very fine so high above this constant dripping
chatter
Young sharks feeding on the scrapp
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 on
Whatever lyrics

Den! Sometimes the jokes dont seem to work. You didnt understand me right, it seems to me when it aint got objectivity in sight. One could easily understand the message that i projected aint so fucking serious. I thougth that you`d detect that. Now you know the conspirical intent. Im sick and tired of answering questions of what i meant, Though ther
e 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.

Chorus: (first part the same)

Both: VA I'm in your area, (Over here)
      DA I'm in your area, (Over here)
      Chi Town I'm in your area, (Over here)
      EPMD, its a world premier

Verse Three: EPMD

E:  My styles digable, so I'm phat like that
I got a benz too, and its black like that
I got millions of chips, and they stack like that
A five year spread, and now we back like that
How dare they, niggas sittin in they room with Brandy
way pissed off
Singing In The Rain lyrics


I'm singing in the rain
Just singing in the rain
What a glorious feeling
I'm happy again
I'm laughing at clouds
So dark up above
The sun's in my heart
And I'm ready for love
For love
Let the stormy clouds chase
Everyone from the place
Come on with the rain
I've a smile on my face
I'll walk dow
 thikin how the can't stand me
He rhyme Shawn for his Penn, talking
not lookin, shoocken, a dead man walking

P:  You know me, from rippin shows wit my homie
the one and only, Ginuwine like Pony
You want a ride? Call me up when your lonely
I'm Parish Smith and shit, Greaat like Tony
I'm hittin hittin

E:  Where from?
P: From brentwood to San Quentin
I'ma keep rhyming, still representing
E:  Fro who?
P:  For my niggas up north and in the ?Courts?
and for the emcees taking no shorts, in this blood sport

Chorus: (first part the same)

Both: Detroit I'm in your area, (Over here)
      Cali I'm in your area, (Over here)
      Philly I'm in your area, (Over here)
      EPMD, its a world premier