Erick Sermon - W.K.Y.A. lyrics

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Erick Sermon - W.K.Y.A. lyrics

[Sau] Yeahhh.. a-ha-ha-ha! [Red] Lyricist Lounge.. [Sau] Yo, comin to you live [Red] Live, live, live [Sau] One-two, one-two [Red] One-two, one-two [ALL] One-two, one-two [Sau] Broadcastin live on W.K.Y. - A., it's Sa-Dog in the place and uhh [Red] (Yo, it's Funk Doc in the place and uhh) [Saukrates] Yo, yo, get prepared for the double-homicidal, spit reality So rare got you thinkin it's from another galaxy Opened a whole bottle of throttle, WHOOP-ASS Then with one blast, I'm spillin your Mas Clamato Hang out the black Tahoe, animated like John Bravo With four fingers stuck in the five hoes Of any given chickenhead, ridin shotgun I took a lesson from Knockboots, (??) popped 'em [Redman] It's Doc place your bets, I'm live D-88 ca**ette I'm down low, I don't think me and my neighbors met (HI!) Raisinette sized hoes in your Avirex (You fall off) like inter-racial relationships It's, the rare mooley, can't do nar' to me Only kid in fifth grade with a infrared toolie I'm hard-headed, check sun like Con-Eda Sick flows stay ridin with the paramedics [Saukrates] I f** b**hes freaky like albino winos With five hoes, high off of Tae-Bo fine flows Paint pictures, so scary That motherf**ers say Sauk you spittin obituaries Not verses but viruses, get it? The mic is like p**y tight and I'm paid to hit it (You know you did it) I get the dough (n***a switch your flow) I'm the real jiggalo, n***a you're Deuce Bigalow Temporary, switchin like the seasons change My team rearrange and bring a whole decade of rain I bite through steel, with these jaws of, life Get rocked when Doc and Sauk is on the, mic [Redman] Broads used to say Redman, don't listen to him Now they whipped cause I'm in the bed, kissin on Kim Hips, guerilla my color my nail and my skin Dipped in hair so get bears to box 'em in With (GRRR) I'm the D, similar to Michigan I'm hittin the p**y, y'all babysittin them That's why hoes wanna, flatten my Michelins In front of my house with, f** you signs picketin Punkin out to a fight dog? It ain't us Clean my teeth and Timberlands with the same brush I stretch your body out like Jack Lalanne does O.J. attitude, Doc carry the same gloves Remember me, Doc's Da Name? Brick City, T-Dot, padlock the game If it reigns then it's Doc and big Sauk to blame Herbie Hanco*k MC's - ROCKIN IT [Hook] We be kickin your a**.. on W.K.Y.A We be kickin your a**.. on W.K.Y.A [R] Say do it feel good to ya? (WHAT?) [R] Say do it feel good to ya? (Wait a minute!) [R] Say do it feel good to ya? (WHAT?) Yo.. exclusive on W.K.Y.A [Saukrates] Hey DJ.. DJ.. DJ.. my DJ slice the one and two My hip-hop union's all in favor of cuttin you My aphrodis' fo' scheez found a s*ut in you Soon as I find a frame strong enough to cut for two I'm overstoked plus I'm airin dudes With metaphors sicker than microwaved airplane food I dare take two pulls, off the blunt that Red rolled With head full of mari-when-I-bury-one Wack n***a chasin the clout thing Tryin to out bling (bling) I knocks him out ring Yo E TURN IT UP if n***as is doubtin Bout to bust, when it blows, we movin without him [Redman] Sauk, watch my two arms drop bombs on they entourage f** you, the beef we love to jump it off Don't matter what hood Doc stompin on Look what I done to dog, bumba claat f**ed up in the trunk of his aunt garage He thought I clap guns, but my guns applaud f** the guns, my palm is up to guard Whether I live or die is up to God Guerilla tactics, way I, f** a broad Robbin me? You might be, up in yours Hospital with a IV, stuck in arm To finish off, it might be, (??) (Watch your back) or better yet, watch you front Watch you die, over this cheap watch you want Here it is!! The shells of a shotty comin So next time I get stuck, it's accupunct' [Hook 2X] [Ad libs to end]

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