For My People EPMD

[Intro]
Here we go

[Verse 1: Erick Sermon]
The E-R-I-C-K-S-E-R-M-O-N
I'm dark-skinned, pack a MAC
Ten more minutes and I'll wreck the whole damn set
Smash (Yeah), you ain't seen shit
That's a fact, a black nine mil' is what I pack
In the front of my waist right next to my bozack
A safety for the suckers that hate me
I haven't had to bust a couple of rounds lately
I hope not, it's no fun getting shot
'Cause when I cock, I aim straight for the knot
I won't miss, I have a scope, no joke
And you should hope a disco appearance, light broke
Mass destruction when I start crushin' and bustin'
Duck MCs, I'm bum rushin'
Swift with the trig', there's 'nough foes equipped
Real deal, of course I pack steel, shit's thick
I'm not dumb, to walk the streets, they kept us swinging by
A punk chump with spunk, who dares to jump
By the hour, I push power like Hiroshima
Got dropped on by USA and like cleaned her
I manage to damage people without a sequel
This is for my people