So What Cha Sayin' Lyrics
| Song | So What Cha Sayin' |
| Artist | EPMD |
| Album | Unfinished Business |
| Download | Image LRC TXT |
| 作词 : Erick, Parish | |
| Verse one: erick sermon, parrish smith | |
| The employees of the year, yeah we're back to work | |
| I took time off, while all the rappers got jerked | |
| Due to the fact that they're wack and their tracks | |
| Have to go back and stack 'cause they lack | |
| The ingredients . . . epmd and scratch for that . . .*dj scratch cuts and scratches* | |
| Yo, I'm the hip-hopper, plus the show shocker | |
| Down with md, yes the microphone doctor | |
| One wrecks, the other destroys | |
| And if you think that you're ready to mess (kill the noise) | |
| We don't play when it's time to slay | |
| I take a cut from my homey, yo, then | |
| I layBack and mack and all the rhymes | |
| I packAnd wait for a sucker to jump and then attack | |
| Well, I'm known to be the master in the mc field | |
| No respect in eighty-seven, eighty-eight you kneel | |
| Cause I produce and get loose, when it's time to perform | |
| Wax a sucker like mop & glow (that's word born) | |
| Smacked a second time, but on a different assignment | |
| And do a sucker new jack who needs a rappin alignment | |
| Cause I'm the cream of the crop when it's time to do a show | |
| Girlies on my jock for my dope intro | |
| As I glance at e-double, kickin microphone wrecker | |
| Turn on my cordless, sayin mic checka | |
| To the ladies . . . and all party goers | |
| Some call me freak, and others slow flower | |
| Brothers on my jock, for the way | |
| I hold a piece of steel | |
| So what you sayin? | |
| So what you sayin? | |
| Verse two: erick sermon, parrish smith | |
| Puttin heads to bed, straight out the box | |
| Mc's, are jumpin out shoes and socks | |
| I'm not playin, understand what | |
| I'm sayinCatch a sucker in my way, and | |
| I'm slayin | |
| Takin no shorts, so | |
| I'm vital sign | |
| You can tell by my lines that | |
| I'm gettin mines | |
| In eighty-nine, because | |
| I'm fine as wine | |
| Sit back and recline, watch the sun shine | |
| Take a stroll, listen to rock and roll | |
| Catch a flick at the movies, dance a bowl | |
| What I chose | |
| I refuse to slack while | |
| I'm backI take a chance jack, so | |
| I must attack | |
| With knick knack paddywack so | |
| I won't lack | |
| Oh my style is def, and as deadly as crack | |
| While I'm slayin must explain, a sucker is the lame | |
| Battle in the trenches where the funky be playin | |
| Cause with a partner like e double don't come a dime a dozen | |
| A kin not blood related, but you can call us cousins | |
| Cause as we climb the charts, better known as statistics | |
| Brothers on my jock while | |
| I'm kickin ballistics | |
| Droppin hits like | |
| I'm housin, you gots ta chill, and more | |
| The proof is in the pudding (yo check the billboard) | |
| People round town talkin this and that | |
| Of how we sound like the r, and our music was wack | |
| Dropped the album strictly business and you thought we was bold | |
| Thirty days later, the lp went gold | |
| So what you sayin | |
| So what you sayin | |
| Verse three: erick sermon, parrish smith | |
| Now party people it's time for the exquisite | |
| No knock knock who that over there or who is it | |
| It's the e-r-i-c-k, yes the boy wonder | |
| No fouls no bleeps no bloops or no blunders | |
| So hot, so you can say | |
| I'm blazin | |
| Or luther vandross says, yo | |
| I am"sooooooo amazing, and | |
| I've been waiting" | |
| For a sucker to attack yo me the e-double'cause me and pmd is like the funky fresh couple | |
| I fight fire with fire, that's why most retired | |
| And when we needed a piss boy, you was hired | |
| Cause you was memorex, for that style that we was bringin | |
| In an all out battle, p comes out swingin | |
| Cause I'm just that type of brother that's out to get mines | |
| And if the odds against me, | |
| I still drop lines | |
| And get mines on time that's why most resign | |
| Sit in my lazyboy chair, relax my head and recline | |
| Sip a pepsi or coke, with a twist of lime | |
| Or crack a forty-oh, and then | |
| I go for mine | |
| So what you sayin | |
| So what you sayin |
| zuo ci : Erick, Parish | |
| Verse one: erick sermon, parrish smith | |
| The employees of the year, yeah we' re back to work | |
| I took time off, while all the rappers got jerked | |
| Due to the fact that they' re wack and their tracks | |
| Have to go back and stack ' cause they lack | |
| The ingredients . . . epmd and scratch for that . . . dj scratch cuts and scratches | |
| Yo, I' m the hiphopper, plus the show shocker | |
| Down with md, yes the microphone doctor | |
| One wrecks, the other destroys | |
| And if you think that you' re ready to mess kill the noise | |
| We don' t play when it' s time to slay | |
| I take a cut from my homey, yo, then | |
| I layBack and mack and all the rhymes | |
| I packAnd wait for a sucker to jump and then attack | |
| Well, I' m known to be the master in the mc field | |
| No respect in eightyseven, eightyeight you kneel | |
| Cause I produce and get loose, when it' s time to perform | |
| Wax a sucker like mop glow that' s word born | |
| Smacked a second time, but on a different assignment | |
| And do a sucker new jack who needs a rappin alignment | |
| Cause I' m the cream of the crop when it' s time to do a show | |
| Girlies on my jock for my dope intro | |
| As I glance at edouble, kickin microphone wrecker | |
| Turn on my cordless, sayin mic checka | |
| To the ladies . . . and all party goers | |
| Some call me freak, and others slow flower | |
| Brothers on my jock, for the way | |
| I hold a piece of steel | |
| So what you sayin? | |
| So what you sayin? | |
| Verse two: erick sermon, parrish smith | |
| Puttin heads to bed, straight out the box | |
| Mc' s, are jumpin out shoes and socks | |
| I' m not playin, understand what | |
| I' m sayinCatch a sucker in my way, and | |
| I' m slayin | |
| Takin no shorts, so | |
| I' m vital sign | |
| You can tell by my lines that | |
| I' m gettin mines | |
| In eightynine, because | |
| I' m fine as wine | |
| Sit back and recline, watch the sun shine | |
| Take a stroll, listen to rock and roll | |
| Catch a flick at the movies, dance a bowl | |
| What I chose | |
| I refuse to slack while | |
| I' m backI take a chance jack, so | |
| I must attack | |
| With knick knack paddywack so | |
| I won' t lack | |
| Oh my style is def, and as deadly as crack | |
| While I' m slayin must explain, a sucker is the lame | |
| Battle in the trenches where the funky be playin | |
| Cause with a partner like e double don' t come a dime a dozen | |
| A kin not blood related, but you can call us cousins | |
| Cause as we climb the charts, better known as statistics | |
| Brothers on my jock while | |
| I' m kickin ballistics | |
| Droppin hits like | |
| I' m housin, you gots ta chill, and more | |
| The proof is in the pudding yo check the billboard | |
| People round town talkin this and that | |
| Of how we sound like the r, and our music was wack | |
| Dropped the album strictly business and you thought we was bold | |
| Thirty days later, the lp went gold | |
| So what you sayin | |
| So what you sayin | |
| Verse three: erick sermon, parrish smith | |
| Now party people it' s time for the exquisite | |
| No knock knock who that over there or who is it | |
| It' s the erick, yes the boy wonder | |
| No fouls no bleeps no bloops or no blunders | |
| So hot, so you can say | |
| I' m blazin | |
| Or luther vandross says, yo | |
| I am" sooooooo amazing, and | |
| I' ve been waiting" | |
| For a sucker to attack yo me the edouble' cause me and pmd is like the funky fresh couple | |
| I fight fire with fire, that' s why most retired | |
| And when we needed a piss boy, you was hired | |
| Cause you was memorex, for that style that we was bringin | |
| In an all out battle, p comes out swingin | |
| Cause I' m just that type of brother that' s out to get mines | |
| And if the odds against me, | |
| I still drop lines | |
| And get mines on time that' s why most resign | |
| Sit in my lazyboy chair, relax my head and recline | |
| Sip a pepsi or coke, with a twist of lime | |
| Or crack a fortyoh, and then | |
| I go for mine | |
| So what you sayin | |
| So what you sayin |
| zuò cí : Erick, Parish | |
| Verse one: erick sermon, parrish smith | |
| The employees of the year, yeah we' re back to work | |
| I took time off, while all the rappers got jerked | |
| Due to the fact that they' re wack and their tracks | |
| Have to go back and stack ' cause they lack | |
| The ingredients . . . epmd and scratch for that . . . dj scratch cuts and scratches | |
| Yo, I' m the hiphopper, plus the show shocker | |
| Down with md, yes the microphone doctor | |
| One wrecks, the other destroys | |
| And if you think that you' re ready to mess kill the noise | |
| We don' t play when it' s time to slay | |
| I take a cut from my homey, yo, then | |
| I layBack and mack and all the rhymes | |
| I packAnd wait for a sucker to jump and then attack | |
| Well, I' m known to be the master in the mc field | |
| No respect in eightyseven, eightyeight you kneel | |
| Cause I produce and get loose, when it' s time to perform | |
| Wax a sucker like mop glow that' s word born | |
| Smacked a second time, but on a different assignment | |
| And do a sucker new jack who needs a rappin alignment | |
| Cause I' m the cream of the crop when it' s time to do a show | |
| Girlies on my jock for my dope intro | |
| As I glance at edouble, kickin microphone wrecker | |
| Turn on my cordless, sayin mic checka | |
| To the ladies . . . and all party goers | |
| Some call me freak, and others slow flower | |
| Brothers on my jock, for the way | |
| I hold a piece of steel | |
| So what you sayin? | |
| So what you sayin? | |
| Verse two: erick sermon, parrish smith | |
| Puttin heads to bed, straight out the box | |
| Mc' s, are jumpin out shoes and socks | |
| I' m not playin, understand what | |
| I' m sayinCatch a sucker in my way, and | |
| I' m slayin | |
| Takin no shorts, so | |
| I' m vital sign | |
| You can tell by my lines that | |
| I' m gettin mines | |
| In eightynine, because | |
| I' m fine as wine | |
| Sit back and recline, watch the sun shine | |
| Take a stroll, listen to rock and roll | |
| Catch a flick at the movies, dance a bowl | |
| What I chose | |
| I refuse to slack while | |
| I' m backI take a chance jack, so | |
| I must attack | |
| With knick knack paddywack so | |
| I won' t lack | |
| Oh my style is def, and as deadly as crack | |
| While I' m slayin must explain, a sucker is the lame | |
| Battle in the trenches where the funky be playin | |
| Cause with a partner like e double don' t come a dime a dozen | |
| A kin not blood related, but you can call us cousins | |
| Cause as we climb the charts, better known as statistics | |
| Brothers on my jock while | |
| I' m kickin ballistics | |
| Droppin hits like | |
| I' m housin, you gots ta chill, and more | |
| The proof is in the pudding yo check the billboard | |
| People round town talkin this and that | |
| Of how we sound like the r, and our music was wack | |
| Dropped the album strictly business and you thought we was bold | |
| Thirty days later, the lp went gold | |
| So what you sayin | |
| So what you sayin | |
| Verse three: erick sermon, parrish smith | |
| Now party people it' s time for the exquisite | |
| No knock knock who that over there or who is it | |
| It' s the erick, yes the boy wonder | |
| No fouls no bleeps no bloops or no blunders | |
| So hot, so you can say | |
| I' m blazin | |
| Or luther vandross says, yo | |
| I am" sooooooo amazing, and | |
| I' ve been waiting" | |
| For a sucker to attack yo me the edouble' cause me and pmd is like the funky fresh couple | |
| I fight fire with fire, that' s why most retired | |
| And when we needed a piss boy, you was hired | |
| Cause you was memorex, for that style that we was bringin | |
| In an all out battle, p comes out swingin | |
| Cause I' m just that type of brother that' s out to get mines | |
| And if the odds against me, | |
| I still drop lines | |
| And get mines on time that' s why most resign | |
| Sit in my lazyboy chair, relax my head and recline | |
| Sip a pepsi or coke, with a twist of lime | |
| Or crack a fortyoh, and then | |
| I go for mine | |
| So what you sayin | |
| So what you sayin |
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