| Song | Left 4 Dead |
| Artist | EPMD |
| Album | We Mean Business |
| 作词 : Erick Sermon/Parrish Smith | |
| 作曲 : Erick Sermon/Parrish Smith | |
| [Intro: Erick Sermon] | |
| Yeah | |
| EPMD, 9th Wonder | |
| It's crazy | |
| New York | |
| Charlotte, yep! | |
| EPMD can hold you down baby | |
| Uh | |
| [Parrish Smith] | |
| Spark this off with a b-boy who show P love | |
| O.G. from the golden era, duckin bullets and slugs | |
| Meltin ice cream mugs, EPMD the niggas you love | |
| New York Vice, tight like Crockett and Tubbs | |
| Rarely seen but when seen on the scene (who you wit?) | |
| I'm with Green, gettin cream, a +Wild Thing+ like Charlie Sheen | |
| [Erick Sermon] | |
| A "Wild Thing" like Tone Loc, I'm no joke, take notes | |
| The rap intrepid, I blow on record | |
| No boat, I'm still captain, what's happenin | |
| The big dawg of rap and the E Great Dane | |
| My name is Hall of Fame, the game owe me some change | |
| +The Collector+, Denzel director, go tell | |
| [Parrish Smith] | |
| Yeah mock bird with six shells, leave a smoky smell | |
| Have you up in the hospital ringin the nurse's bell | |
| [Erick Sermon] | |
| Like ding I got hit (uh-huh) by two of rap's, most dangerous | |
| E and P and they both had stainless | |
| [Hook: Parrish Smith] | |
| Biggie Smalls and 2Pac - left for dead | |
| Innocent bystanders - left for dead | |
| Big L, Jam Master Jay - left for dead | |
| The whole hip-hop culture - left for dead (oh, my, God) | |
| [Parrish Smith] | |
| Okay fun's up (say what?) The reign son's up | |
| Hoes down, G's up, yo let your guns bust | |
| For the soldiers that fell, for the soldiers in jail | |
| For the cats that ain't makin it, dudes with no bail | |
| Stand or die, yo I tell no lie | |
| You get caught not tellin the truth they make sure you fry | |
| [Erick Sermon] | |
| Uh-huh, we won't fry, cause we don't lie | |
| We ain't change funk flow still same | |
| Beats still knockin, we still rockin | |
| Cats on the bozack, they ain't poppin | |
| Lil' things stoppin, and that means you | |
| Cause we shuttin you down, for the underground | |
| [Parrish Smith] | |
| Run cats out of town like P.E. we "Shut 'Em Down" | |
| Bustin live rounds, straight gunnin now | |
| [Erick Sermon] | |
| Shhh, out in the open, rubber grip shit with red scope an' | |
| Beware when you approachin | |
| [Hook] | |
| [Skyzoo] | |
| Yeah, call me S-K-Y, Z-O-O | |
| They say the first line is probably the best line | |
| I call it the set line it's sort of the fetch line | |
| But then the next line that follows the first line | |
| Will body the first line and make it the worst line | |
| So what it means is, whatever procedes this | |
| Is above the previous, stepping stong weak shit | |
| 24 leak shit, grind with a pen | |
| And try to line up with the pen but it's up where the nosebleeds is | |
| S-K, the forechosen to cut 'cross | |
| The last rapper for everyone you grew up on | |
| I'm past better, my past letters is past headers | |
| I'm a product of student money and black leathers | |
| 7-1-8 shit, no better replacement | |
| Started writin backwards, young'un letters is basic | |
| Huh, different with a given goal the way I'm pitchin with it | |
| Don't take it to heart homey it's "Strictly Business" | |
| [Hook] |
| zuò cí : Erick Sermon Parrish Smith | |
| zuò qǔ : Erick Sermon Parrish Smith | |
| Intro: Erick Sermon | |
| Yeah | |
| EPMD, 9th Wonder | |
| It' s crazy | |
| New York | |
| Charlotte, yep! | |
| EPMD can hold you down baby | |
| Uh | |
| Parrish Smith | |
| Spark this off with a bboy who show P love | |
| O. G. from the golden era, duckin bullets and slugs | |
| Meltin ice cream mugs, EPMD the niggas you love | |
| New York Vice, tight like Crockett and Tubbs | |
| Rarely seen but when seen on the scene who you wit? | |
| I' m with Green, gettin cream, a Wild Thing like Charlie Sheen | |
| Erick Sermon | |
| A " Wild Thing" like Tone Loc, I' m no joke, take notes | |
| The rap intrepid, I blow on record | |
| No boat, I' m still captain, what' s happenin | |
| The big dawg of rap and the E Great Dane | |
| My name is Hall of Fame, the game owe me some change | |
| The Collector, Denzel director, go tell | |
| Parrish Smith | |
| Yeah mock bird with six shells, leave a smoky smell | |
| Have you up in the hospital ringin the nurse' s bell | |
| Erick Sermon | |
| Like ding I got hit uhhuh by two of rap' s, most dangerous | |
| E and P and they both had stainless | |
| Hook: Parrish Smith | |
| Biggie Smalls and 2Pac left for dead | |
| Innocent bystanders left for dead | |
| Big L, Jam Master Jay left for dead | |
| The whole hiphop culture left for dead oh, my, God | |
| Parrish Smith | |
| Okay fun' s up say what? The reign son' s up | |
| Hoes down, G' s up, yo let your guns bust | |
| For the soldiers that fell, for the soldiers in jail | |
| For the cats that ain' t makin it, dudes with no bail | |
| Stand or die, yo I tell no lie | |
| You get caught not tellin the truth they make sure you fry | |
| Erick Sermon | |
| Uhhuh, we won' t fry, cause we don' t lie | |
| We ain' t change funk flow still same | |
| Beats still knockin, we still rockin | |
| Cats on the bozack, they ain' t poppin | |
| Lil' things stoppin, and that means you | |
| Cause we shuttin you down, for the underground | |
| Parrish Smith | |
| Run cats out of town like P. E. we " Shut ' Em Down" | |
| Bustin live rounds, straight gunnin now | |
| Erick Sermon | |
| Shhh, out in the open, rubber grip shit with red scope an' | |
| Beware when you approachin | |
| Hook | |
| Skyzoo | |
| Yeah, call me SKY, ZOO | |
| They say the first line is probably the best line | |
| I call it the set line it' s sort of the fetch line | |
| But then the next line that follows the first line | |
| Will body the first line and make it the worst line | |
| So what it means is, whatever procedes this | |
| Is above the previous, stepping stong weak shit | |
| 24 leak shit, grind with a pen | |
| And try to line up with the pen but it' s up where the nosebleeds is | |
| SK, the forechosen to cut ' cross | |
| The last rapper for everyone you grew up on | |
| I' m past better, my past letters is past headers | |
| I' m a product of student money and black leathers | |
| 718 shit, no better replacement | |
| Started writin backwards, young' un letters is basic | |
| Huh, different with a given goal the way I' m pitchin with it | |
| Don' t take it to heart homey it' s " Strictly Business" | |
| Hook |