Stay Real Erick Sermon

[Verse 1]
It's on, breaker one, two mic checkin', flexin'
No half steppin' when I release the funky weapon
Like ricochet, ping-ping-ping
I make the fans fell it even when I sing
The green eyed bandit coming funky with the tune
Yes, I'm blowin' up like Tom Berenger in Platoon
I'm playing kinda ruff like Zapp
Whap and double back smack to all the crossover raps, Black
Who ain't down with the format
When you should be wearing khakis and not dress slacks
That's wack, you trippin', you better wake up and smell the coffee
And then back up off me
I'm serious, I can't believe some people letting fronters in
And then compare them equal, boy, you must be buggin'
You lucky you don't catch a slug in the chest in
From my Smith & Wesson
Change the outlook, change the cover of the book
You hip-hop crook, and give back what you took
It's the funk coming at ya
So don't let the crossover catch ya, boy, stay real

[Chorus]
Ooh, the way you move
Ooh, the way you move (You better wake up and smell the coffee)
Stay real (Ooh, the way you move)
Ooh, the way you move (You better wake up)