| — Yeeeah yeah
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| — Yeah yeah, word up, uh
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| — Erick Sermon and Keith Murray
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| — Representing that.
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| — Kickin' it to the beat
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| — New York, word up
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| — E! |
| E! |
| E!
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| Respect my views on this day and era
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| Keep your eyes upon me, and not the sparrow of berettas
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| I’m fly, than any bird on this earth
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| For what it be, my style is butter like Worth
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| I freak the beat like I’m lost in the twilight
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| A zone with no phone, looking over parasites
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| I pack the house like Woodstock when I rock
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| A three day event of me dropping the illest shit
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| From here to New Jerz, back to Brooklyn and Queens
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| To Uptown to Bronx River, I still deliver
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| The off the wall for y’all
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| Rearranged cameo-type strange pumping through your veins
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| What your mommy do, if you’re not ready to die like Biggie
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| I’ma keep jamming like Ziggy
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| I got the air waves wiped down like Funkmaster Flex
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| Sway and Tech, and Premier, and we in here
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| It’s on like that! |
| And everybody’s welcome!
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| You are welcome
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| Now, it’s on like that once again, it’s getting hot
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| Now it’s time to blow up the spot
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| For my niggas out there on the block getting money
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| Playas whose hustling, doing their thing
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| But me, I’ve lounged without the stone
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| Do it for my peeps, take it to the streets
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| All day, everyday, I sets the mood
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| Parabellum eye, with new attitudes
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| I change not for the words, but for the better
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| And be a trend-setter, and bring the best ever
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| Yeah, teach me for the president
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| So I can bring the vibes through your residence (E Double!)
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| The ghetto blast, the green eyed rapper slash producer
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| And O.J. |
| with the juice, uh!
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| Y’all know me, it’s the E-R-I-C-K
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| So enjoy the day, and peace to Marvin Gaye
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| It’s on like that! |
| And everybody’s welcome!
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| You are welcome
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| Let’s groove back and forth like Aaliyah
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| If you ain’t got the vibe, then I wouldn’t want to be ya (see ya)
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| I threw it like a rap attack from New York to Hackensack
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| Kiss myself and jump back, surprise like a Crackerjack
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| The eye can bring the smiles without Shanice
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| And make enemies call truce, or even peace
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| Funk Lord fights back
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| Again without the Force of Luke Sky, Chewbacca, R2D2 and the crew
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| The miracle worker (God praise him, praise him!)
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| All of them ready for the funk, you feel like you want like (blaaah!)
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| Whatever you requested, and you suggested
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| That I bring the pain like Method
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| It’s nothing nice, cause I’m down for whatever
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| Me and my beretta, me and my beretta
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| Goddammit, don’t leave your dog stranded
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| Who? |
| Yeah, the Green Eyed Bandit
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| It’s on like that! |
| And everybody’s welcome!
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| You are welcome |
Song information On this page you can read the lyrics of the song Welcome , by - Erick Sermon. Song from the album Double Or Nothing, in the genre Рэп и хип-хоп