[Erick Sermon]
It's the E Double
(who?) The Funklord, god damn
Yo I'm swingin more shit
than Tarzan (word em up)
I freak the ill tac tics cause
I'ma ghetto bastard
Some say my rap style is
drastic
Whoahh, I tear the frame out
the microphone
Daddy's home,
the owner of the chrome (yeah yeah)
Yo, my concepts is wicked; even
the wicked witch
couldn't get with the switch,
the ugly bitch (word em up)
Time to reach my peak this week,
and rock a ill technique
So why'all can freak out like sheep
The undercover from Brentwood,
yes I'm doing awesome
You want to see me call Steve
Austin (hehehehehe)
For your protection,
go sit in the R&B section
for this session
Cause I'm real deal boy you better
believe it word
Straight from the Boondocks, a.k.a.,
the suburbs
Peace to the underground,
where I create my sound
that's more doper than "Spellbound"
(word)
My time's up,
so what the fuck slouch? (YEAH)
I'ma be back,
for now I'm out (word up!)
[Jeff Stewart]
And now
"I gotta right to be hostile!"
Introducing, the man with the
flyest transparent style on the planet
"You're quite hostile..."
"I gotta right to be hostile!"
Straight from L.O.D., Kirkland Ave
"You're quite hostile..."
The one and only Philly Blunt King
"I gotta right
to be hostile!"
"You're quite hostile..."
"I gotta right
to be hostile!"
[Keith Murray] Keith Murray's,
comin from the North South East and Left
Rhymin to death,
makin a world when I take a deep breath
With a body boom bash,
my paragraph a trey- deuce
Human behavior in a
psychopath
Ooooh, I might lose my cool,
and break fool
and pull out my get busy tools
I write like a mad journalist
to funk, that's deeper than a bottom
less spliff (that's my word)
The most beautifulest thing in this world
is my notion,
for murderous poetry in motion
And the illiotic shit I
come across
form a leash you're trapped
in with explosive force
I push your head through
the cracks of sanity
and leave your brain doin a
bid in purgatory
It's ninety- six degrees
in the shade
before I catch blood on my blade
I take my frustration to the stage
and gets open dope and stupid
bumblin rumblin tracks
When I rap my jams be packed
like a laundromat
My con text'll wreck
your whole concept
Cause my delivery is so complex
And I'm inter- galactic on plastic
with the super distinguish that I kick
I'm high strung at the top of my lung
with my tongue makin hardcore
niggaz want to get dumb
My dialogue comes straight
from the slums
Damnage to your medu
la, cerebrum and cerebel lum
if ya got a crew ya better tell em
[Jeff Stewart]
("Hostile" sample set repeats
in background)
Ladies and gentlemen,
what you've just witnessed
is the incredible skills of Erick
Sermon.. and Keith Murray
Coming to an album near
you soon
This has been another Erick
Sermon production
This is Jeff Stewart signing off,
and until next time saying...
GOD
DAM N!!!
Erick Sermon 
