Cummin’ at Cha

Lyrics

[Verse 1: Erick Sermon] Yes, return the last dragon, balls of fire Back to attack, and sharp like barbed wire The ruff rugged male human black alien My style's, foreign, compared to an Israelian I rock, and shock a new style Hardcore's the profile, I bust a cap for the buckwild I'm back in effect, how's that? I'm not Teddy Riley but I'm swingin like a New Jack You know me so yo check my flow G I rock 48 Hours like Nick Nolte And for your information... I found wack MC's camps and do em like Jason Yeah, doyouknow what they call me? E Double who raps off the walls see I work out, yeah I do my fitness So I can find a mistress, while I'm in the business A gold digger, with the hourglass figure (why?) 'I'm feelin sad,' damn nigga! Now I'm rockin the house with Das EFX *They want EFX*, yeah some live effects M.D. got my back, so I'm goin for mine So watch it, or pop pop pop goes my nine [Chorus: Samples] [Verse 2: PMD] Here we here we go... (who?) slow flow so watch the head blow No rules in the rap game, I'm throwin elbows (The name) Mic Doc (say what?) this is hip-hop Roll with the Hit Squad, stomp like the Go-Bots (Shiggedy shots bust) Parrish Smith rocks the spot Pumps em off the block, hits because my tune knocks Tower down over suckers next is Das EFX (Biggedy mic check um, one two checka I think I wann rock it M.D.) OK Drayz bet Time to exit, yo, so I'm out there If you want me you can find me at the crib Still gettin mine, rippin rhymes on the mainline Don't play me or pop goes the nine [Chorus: Samples] [Verse 3: Krazy Drayz + Skoob] Biggity-bang yowza, higgity-hows about a mic-wrecker? I biggity-break a back, I'm black and I can Deck a— —nigga, ya figgity-figure the way I kick it I'm dashin', I stiggity-stuck Johnny for his Cash and I trashed him, I miggity-made the bastard look sloppy Copy, I pack a nine if you try to stop me Iggity-Unga Bunga I'm swingin it from the left so tell the Chef "Boy, are deez niggas nice," and plus I'm def Tiggity-take ya like asthma, the jibbity-jibber-jabber rough Rapper, I wreck it then I step like a ladder So add a-niggity-nother page into my rap book I strike like the weapon or a motherF'ing matchbook I giggity-give a fender-figgity-bender to a tender— —roni, like, umm, Chachi, then Joni She'll stagger, when I move my lips like Mick Jagger She'll go goo-goo, gah-gah, they call me Ali Baba The jibbity-jibber-jabber—the jibbity-jibber-jabber Jaw, wriggity-wreck it quick and get raw I'm thiggity-throwin the slang like a boomerang, kill the rumor Bang, I steal the show like I used to steal Puma's, then I Dropkick, a topic from the sewer or the trash can I'm niggity-not the video game, but I'm like Pac Man I'm slick right, I got more Dick than Van Dyke Liggity-let the nines clap, 'cause I'm back to the Manpike