Strictly Snappin’ Necks EPMD

[Chorus]
EPMD is in town
I hear voices sayin', "That's Erick Sermon"
Stri-stri-strictly snappin' necks
EPMD is in town
I hear voices sayin', "That's Erick Sermon"
Stri-stri-strictly snappin' necks

[Verse 1: Parrish Smith & Erick Sermon]
And just when you thought it was safe to make records
The rap duo is back, it's time to start wreckin'
E Double swingin' high, Sermon, I'm swingin' low
Washin' wannabees down, with some H2O
As I go blow to blow, toe to toe, flow for flow
Any has, PMD? Hell no
I'm blowin' rappers off course like the S.S. Minnow
That's not your rhyme, sonny, so please let go my Eggo

I hear voices sayin', "That's Erick Sermon"

[Verse 2: Erick Sermon & Parrish Smith]
Straight up, right now, I'm on a mission
Front face and center and face your competition
As I rock, you jock and in shock
And have fear when the E is on the spot
You pulled the mic handle, Joker, Joker, Joker
Yeah boy, you hit the jackpot
So chill as I flex my skill and rap talent
Smooth hardcore, no time for love ballads
I'm not kickin' them slow jams that's cool
But now the hardcore that make the brothers act fool
That's the way I would want stuff lookin'
The crowd yellin' and buckwildin' like Brooklyn, boy