Blow lyrics

[Verse 1: Erick Sermon]
I'm back, E. Serm, no pressure
Ricochet off n*ggas, call me Odessa
Shotgun, no Tec on the dresser
Whoever claim to be fresh, me and P is fresher
EPMD is like WWE, tag team macks in the field of rap

So one Mississippi (uh)
Def Squad is with me (uh)
Hit Squad is with me (uh)
Yo PMD, hit me!

[Verse 2: Parrish Smith]
Hail from Brentwood, my stompin' grounds, lick off a round
The nine can't do it, the fifty blow sh*t down
I know sh*t now, grind 'til I can't grind no more
This ain't no pop sh*t, EPMD strictly hardcore
Been there, done did it and 'bout to do it again
Stompin' through with the heavenly grin
With seven number one albums and four different artists in the top ten
'Cause this here is never gonna end

[Chorus: Erick Sermon & Parrish Smith & Both]
Yeah, one Mississippi (and)
Two Mississippi (and)
Three Mississippi (and)
c*ck back, let it blow!
P, we got that, let it go!
Don't get too close because you might get shot
One Mississippi (and)
Two Mississippi (and)
Three Mississippi (and)
c*ck back, let it blow!
E, we got that, let it go!
EPMD is a world premier
[Verse 3: Erick Sermon]
Yo P, I don't need my shirt off to flex muscle
Dub, I kick sh*t, this is Kung-Fu Hustle
And not on the block (no), it's more like the studio
With Scratch and Doc, so y'all n*ggas stop
You little b*tch, you're a queen with drama
Don't let me get mad and Barack O-bomb-ya

One Mississippi (uh)
Def Squad's with me (uh)
Hit Squad's with me
Yo PMD, hit me!

[Verse 4: Parrish Smith & Erick Sermon]
Yeah, we shut it down with the market cornered
Now we back in effect right around the corner
(What up, homie?)
Sleep if you want to (Tell 'em, P)
You'd be a dead man walkin'
And your next stop'd definitely be no coroner (CSI)
Got the hood for the dramatic
The automatic for static
When dude got hit, he looked acrobatic
So I'mma call him Dominique Dawes
And this is what happens when n*ggas try to floss
[Chorus: Erick Sermon & Parrish Smith & Both]
Yeah, one Mississippi (and)
Two Mississippi (and)
Three Mississippi (and)
c*ck back, let it blow!
P, we got that, let it go!
Don't get too close because you might get shot
One Mississippi (and)
Two Mississippi (and)
Three Mississippi (and)
c*ck back, let it blow!
E, we got that, let it go!
EPMD is a world premier

[Verse 5: Erick Sermon]
Ayo, I'm the greatest, I'm like Muhammad Ali
Islamic? Not me, get robbed quickly
I'm a triple OG, Snoop Dogg said
I got two number twos, both them pump lead
Not the pencil, boy, wrong utensil
Number two is a six-shotter, all copper

And I call it Penny (uh)
Def Squad's with me (uh)
Hit Squad's with me (uh)
Yo PMD, hit me!
[Verse 6: Parrish Smith]
Ayo, I ain't no slacker, plus I ain't hear no bell
I ain't never catch a gun charge, but I seen a cell
That's why my sling stay strapped
Come through with a gang to rap
Master the subconscious enclosures
That's where the anger's at
That's why we mangle rap
From each and every angle, black
We strangle cats and leave an MC's cranium cracked
So let the story be told
As the saga unfold
Erick and Parrish making dollars, this LP's gold

[Chorus: Erick Sermon & Parrish Smith & Both]
Yeah, one Mississippi (and)
Two Mississippi (and)
Three Mississippi (and)
c*ck back, let it blow!
P, we got that, let it go!
Don't get too close because you might get shot
One Mississippi (and)
Two Mississippi (and)
Three Mississippi (and)
c*ck back, let it blow!
E, we got that, let it go!
EPMD is a world premier