[shadz of lingo]

Yeah, this is colorado from shadz of lingo

Kickin it with the funklord himself, e double

Hittin' switches, and we bout to get stupid

So you know, yo e, check it



[erick sermon]

Ah yeah one two, hey young world, hey young world {"it's on!"}

Mic check, here i go again, check me out

Bust the flavor {"heyyyyyyyyy"} you know my clout

Rough and rugged -- funk's the contact i hit you with

To make your head split, trip and do a backflip

I swing it hardcore like an orangutang

I bring it wicked, and freak the funk slang

Like god damn, yea dude gnarly, fuckin a

I don't play-doh, my nickname ain't clay

It's the e double, mackaframa, bust the grammar

My style is sickening, like roseanne-ah

Plus, i'm funky like _atomic dog_

Boy you can't see me, i'm thicker than fog, so

Save that drama, here's a floppy disk don't risk it

Boo-yaa, that's my biscuit!

On the mic, i cover every angle

A square, tri-part to a rectangle

I mean dat wit a passion, so be it

When i rock the mic it's worth seein

So cop a squad and parlay bitch

With the e-r-i-c-k, while i'm hittin' switches



Chorus: erick sermon (repeat 2x)



Off and on, off and on, it's on (4x)

Hittin' switches!



[erick sermon]

Ah shit, it's part two, it's on with the funk so

Ring the alarm, ding! while i drop the bomb

On the country, e's gettin funky word to mother

I smother, any emcee or so-called brother

Why? i gets busy, who the hell is he?

The roughneck from new york city

You wanna mess around with the ill bastard

Then get your ass kicked, messin with the click

Def squad, now on location, with the funky sensation

You wanna step you must be freebasin

Punk, why you playin, you bored?

You can't afford, to get choked by the mic cord

I keep you drunk like whiskey, solve the mystery

Ummmm, without agatha christie (there we go)

You think you know _what's going on_

Without marvin gaye around, c'mon let's get down

I spark your brain with all funk material

And gettin wicked, and let wilson pickett

Before i break, let me announce - get the bozack

Now we all can bounce, as i'm hittin' switches



Chorus



[erick sermon]

(switch) back in effect mode, droppin loads

Watch me explode with the devil in me like crossroads

And ding-a-ling-a-ling with the guitar, freak the funk speech

Make the contact strong as bleach

Rock the mic make the vibes right, and plus dy-no-mite

So i can fly high like mike and "just do it"

And get freaky-deaky on the real, grab the steel

In case there's caps to peel

In the mix, when i flex the context, beware

Like when you're havin safe sex

I continue to get brand new, one two

My mic held tight, so i can recite the hype

And get busy, my name is erick sermon

Back for the adventure, without pee-wee herman

For those who don't know, don't act suspicious

While i'm hittin' switches



Chorus


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