Song information On this page you can find the lyrics of the song Tell 'Em, artist - Erick Sermon. Album song Double Or Nothing, in the genre Рэп и хип-хоп
Date of issue: 31.12.1994
Record label: The Island Def Jam
Song language: English
Tell 'Em |
Aint gonna front on niggas man.) make sure man Im tellin you right now. |
(check this out. what Im about to do right now.) you gonna kick it word |
Up. |
ha Erick sermon: |
Personal ggats I gots about 11, without weapons I swing more bats than k7 |
Plus, Im soup like campbell without heaven |
Some rappers pack great big guns like frank drebbin |
In this century I uphold the crown, for bringin flavor in ya ear |
Plus Im gettin down, I manuver techniques for species of all kinds |
The third, yours and mine, introduction is in full effect |
I come with the mothership and some other shit |
Yeah all the way live like a concert |
The most respected brother, puttin in some work |
Hook: |
Yeah if you got a crew you better tell em. |
E kicks rhymes from the cerebellum. |
dont slip or you wont be around next |
Year |
«well heres a little something that needs to be heard." — slick rick |
Rosalyn: |
Check the poetry in motion, from this bom bazi smokin |
Bitch that get you open, its mess if you tangle with my tresses |
Cause I posses gifts thats wickeder than hexas |
That explode on the scene be all means, I be flushing mcs like queens |
And none of yall can see me, got more boom bom than manzini |
Your style is strickly primi, and I stomp with the big dogs |
Off the wall with a crew that rough enough to rush limbaugh |
We stay, strapped, part of packed pistol posse |
I represent through mind soul and body |
In any form Im doin work over beat breaks |
Now even cheap skates is peepin my tape release date |
Word born, Im comin in like a swarm |
Then Im gone before you can ring the alarm |
Hook |
Keith murray: |
A-yo catch this word bubonic plaque, in your head back chest arms and legs |
When Im coming through grab your cranium for ultimatum |
Punk I faze them subterranium, my subliminals mix with criminal chemicals |
Got more milk than sylabals then alphabet cereal |
Place your bet and your whole entourage will get wet |
Thats a promise cause the squad dont make threats |
Im a, graceful poet with some distic ballistics, above and beyond all that |
Other bullshit |
Linguistics will bless a anticeptive, nerve wreckin, conceptive or Consistant contestant |
My deviant delieverance be leavin mcs in the state of malmet depressive |
(word up) |
Damaging your medulla, cerebrum and cerebellum, you got a crew you better |
Tell em |