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yo, this what hip-hop is comin to?, you can say whatever on the mic and when?, let me see if you can hear me now when i'm doin this, uh-huh, uh-huh, yeah, e. sermon and, can you hear me now? good, can you hear me now? good, don't take this serious, yo check one two, mic's on, i'm well known like the osbournes, me - i love kelly, see us both in the bed man, touchin bellies, this here "pimp juice," i got from nelly, i got "punk'd," show it on the telly, damn, my eyes green like yoda, get cream like soda, two thousand means a brand new motor, phoenix, capitol of arizona, but that means nuttin, i'm just sayin somethin, spare the moment them niggaz is suspect, i took a line from keith murray off his first cassette, i never took my dog to the vet, and i download songs off the net, but you would rather hear some rapper brag, meanwhile, bombs bein dropped over baghdad, can you hear me now? good, can you hear me now? good, can you hear me now? good - can you hear me now? good, can you hear me now? good, check it, yo it's erick i'm down by law, plus equals, i got no time to razzle and dazzle, i'm in the crib with dad playin scrabble, i'm usin words like rat, cat, cheating cause i wrote down brat, and brat's a rapper and you can't use names, oh yeah, the lakers lost last night's game, i caught me a flick i saw x-men 2, "where my dawgs at?" i'm a x fan too, i'm black like kunta, my girl got the badoonka, let me introduce ya, and this ain't got shit to do with nuttin, i'm on the microphone frontin, but this here wins, so i'ma say whatever to get spins, i got a benz with rims, uh, uh, so mean, never seen the green, knahmean?, this jump off need two trampolines, rock hard jeans sag low, new timberlands, i works it like missy and timbaland, cuban link chain hang e emblem, chick 'round me multiplyin like gremlins, word to my momma, i bring drama, like osama, i'ma problem, period comma, i come through with the bizkit, limp'n, the underground kingz in the building, pimpin, oh no, they must be feelin me, pinch me now, this don't feel real to me, oh yeah, it's my son's communion, next month is my fan's reunion, write this down in your pad, i'm thirty- and a half, and yeah i'm a sagg',

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Artist: sermon, erick