Welcome Erick Sermon (Ft. Aaron Hall & Keith Murray)

[Aaron Hall] - Yeeeah yeah
[Erick Sermon] - Yeah yeah, word up, uh
[Aaron Hall] - Erick Sermon and Keith Murray
[Sermon] - Representing that..
[Aaron Hall] - Kickin' it to the beat
[Sermon] - East New York, word up
[Aaron Hall] - E! E! E!

[Erick Sermon, Verse 1]
Respect my views on this day and era
Keep your eyes upon me, and not the sparrow of berettas
I'm fly, than any bird on this earth
For what it be, my style is butter like Worth
I freak the beat like I'm lost in the twilight
A zone with no phone, looking over parasites
I pack the house like Woodstock when I rock
A three day event of me dropping the illest shit
From here to New Jerz, back to Brooklyn and Queens
To Uptown to Bronx River, I still deliver
The off the wall for y'all
Rearranged cameo-type strange pumping through your veins
Word to mami duke, if you ain't ready to die like Biggie
I'ma keep jamming like Ziggy
I got the air waves wiped down like Funkmaster Flex
Sway and Tech, and Premier, and we in here