| One-Two |
| This is something that all you need to hear |
| EPMD, TR, Harlem, Long Island |
| Yes |
| Ayo, some people say that I’m magnificent |
| Not cause I’m the best, because I’m different |
| I’m not you, one hit wonder |
| This is true, your career is through |
| Mines is thrivin |
| I’m still fresh as the cars I’m drivin |
| I’m on bay risin high |
| I’m top villain |
| I get the money and I don’t care |
| Handle my heart, I swear, yeah |
| I’m in my element |
| I hold weight, something like a elephant |
| Dub, the most creative, New York native |
| If Jesus died then who gone save us? you? |
| Label heads want me to Jim Carry the rhyme |
| On a down and get airtime |
| I can’t talk ignant, no |
| I got some intelligent folks thats diggin this |
| So thats how I’m givin this |
| Listen up, listen up |
| This is something that all you need to hear |
| Listen up, listen up |
| We gonna jump this off all night, do the thing all year |
| Listen up, listen up, listen up |
| We made it easy to dance to this |
| Listen up, listen up |
| Come on everydody sing it, dun dun dun |
| Shh, quiet, look who done stepped in the place |
| Its the bandit, mic doc, time pick up the pace |
| EPMD back in sake, we see the look in their face |
| Me and their haters the mans, the players and the fans |
| Already told the non belivers that the lord have a plan |
| Look at here and the way spit, the flow is sick |
| Better thighten up your click, see what they doin, evict |
| Leave the back door open, thats the end of you shift |
| Thats why we in, we hustelin, strong arm muscelin |
| Bustin like we lookin for weapons of mass destruction in |
| Hoodies on, dressed in black |
| Fatigue camouflage, and power like we just came from Irak |
| We learned not to look back, we turn the stone in crack |
| Its the return of the boom bap |
| Yeah HipHop is back, peep the track |
| It’s P and the green eye, some Long Island guys |
| Are you all surprised? |
| Ayo, even though I never hear DJ sayin it |
| Yeah EPMD is washed up and we ain’t playin it |
| Yeah, like I care, you ain’t stoppin nothing over here |
| I got four seats up in the Lear Jets |
| Bet I’m ok, you hate your |
| No payments, all ass payed for |
| Not the one to brag, but for you I dodged |
| Cause you don’t respect, thats what I expect from you |