paroles de chanson Roc-Da-Spot - EPMD
[Erick
Sermon:]
Yeahhhh!
Uhh,
yeah
Yeh,
feel
me!
[Chorus
1:
EPMD]
When
I′m
on
the
scene
I
always
rock
the
spot
The
E-R-I-C-K
is
my
name
I
spell
I'm
the
capital
P,
capital
M
The
capital
D-E-E
is
no
doubt
the
chief
rocker
[Erick
Sermon:]
Uhh,
you
are
now
tuned
in
to
a
hip-hop
movie
Starrin
two
MC′s,
featurin
E
P-M-D,
b-boys
in
the
house
New
York
rappers,
they
play
me
in
the
South
So
I
don't
have
to
do
them,
I'm
a
do
me
Rock
on
to
the
break
of
dawn
Like
PM
Dawn,
I
get
reckless,
when
I′m
on
beats
I
show
my
true
{Colors}
when
I′m
in
the
streets
[Parrish
Smith:]
Yeah
we
step
through
militant,
rain
snow
or
sleet
Approach
with
caution
when
you
see
me
on
the
street
(Who
is
that?
HIT
SQUAD)
is
comin
with
the
heat
The
black
sniper
rifle
lift
you
off
your
feet
Your
head
neck
and
arm
be
on
the
concrete
I'm
on
some
Murdoch,
I′m
comin
for
you,
so
don't
sleep
Or
wake
up
with′cha
wig
split
open
like
watermelon
There's
no
tellin,
when
you
runnin
with
them
known
felons
[Chorus
2:
Parrish
Smith]
When
I′m
on
the
scene
I
always
rock
the
spot
{"Who
rock
the
spot?
"}
P
{"Who
rock
the
spot?
"}
P
I'm
the
capital
P,
capital
M
The
capital
D-E-E
is
no
doubt
the
chief
rocker
[Chorus
1]
[Parrish
Smith:]
EPMD
has
been
gone
for
a
minute,
time
to
jump
back
in
it
And
dot
the
I's
and
check
the
period
at
the
end
of
the
sentence
Discipline,
meditation,
repentance,
gave
us
clearance
In
the
re-entrance
like
a
futuristic
extension
Need
I
mention
our
catalogue
and
what
I′m
benchin
When
our
name
comes
up
yo
there′s
always
tension
Don't
get
hit
with
the
lyrical
lynchin
Get
at
you
at
the
park
like
in
"Baby
Boy"
don′t
let
me
catch
you
flinchin
E
[Erick
Sermon:]
Sometimes
you
can
see
me
in
the
cipher
I'm
a
star
now,
like
a
Mekhi
Phifer
Live
from
the
N.Y.
state,
it′s
the
great,
Dub
That
nigga
from
'88,
whassup?
Peace
to
Roger,
Zapp
in
the
background
I
got
the
mac
no
need
to
back
down
Wake
up
niggaz,
EP
is
back
′round
You
my
son,
I'm
a
call
you
Shaq
now
[Chorus
2]
[Chorus
1]
[Erick
Sermon:]
Yeah~!
Newsflash,
just
in
for
rap
What?
East
and
West
is
back
on
the
map
What?
Bassline,
hard
kicks
with
the
clap
You
can
walk
it
out
but
do
it
the
other
way
Gangsta
NIAHHH,
somethin
Dub
C
would
say
Fuck
what
they
say,
this
what
we
play
Out
the
gate,
we
come
with
the
8-ball
From
the
great,
game
over,
rack
'em
P
[Parrish
Smith:]
Yo
this
goes
out
to
the
triple
OD
O.G.′s
Since
"Strictly
Biz"
I′ve
been
a
chief
rocker
with
E
(Yo
who's
he?)
A
real
b-boy
MC
You
want
the
recipe?
You
gotta
see
me
P,
you
heard
the
name
now
we
in
the
flesh
to
see
Return
like
O
from
"The
Wire,
" hitman
for
hire
Blow
the
dice
and
roll
′em,
4-5-6
Sheeeeeeeeeeeeeit,
we
on
fire!
[Chorus
2]
[Chorus
1]
1 Puttin' Work In
2 What You Talkin'
3 What You Talkin
4 Roc-Da-Spot
5 Blow
6 Yo
7 Listen Up
8 Bac Stabbers
9 Never Defeat 'Em
10 Jane
11 They Tell Me
12 Actin' Up
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