Erick Sermon - Clutch lyrics

[Verse 1: Erick Sermon] I'm the type of n***a you need in the clutch Anybody disrespecting the brand they get touched Def Squad, Wu we coming through can't you tell a Bunch of n***as walking down the block like it's Selma But we strapped with an automat' Just in case they act up we fighting back Sorry Martin I ain't the one startin' I'm home chillin' I gotta cook and do homework with my children But I'm back at it, rhyme and beat makin' This dope like a habit, these cats got to have it The MP breakdown, I'm beatin' on the tablet I ain't lettin' no one breathe go ask [?] Enoughs enough, the stuff ya'll releasin' Had to call Method Man up to start beastin' Everybody scared to speak up What you afraid of, you don't wanna get beat up? f** it, you s**, I said it Ease up, I'm not Tyson but it hit you it freeze ups Schwarzenegger I got a cop lady-friend that gave me a tazer So I'm gon go to jail for life for k**ing a hater So while I'm in the streets I'm getting paper Lockin' down the blocks don't f** around and get shot homie Duke you soft, comforter These chicks ain't loyal my homeboy, he humpin' her f** Ya'll [Hook: Erick Sermon] I'm the type of n***a you need in the clutch Anybody disrespecting the brand they get touched Def Squad, Wu we coming through can't you tell a Bunch of n***as walking down the block like it's Selma But we strapped with an automat' Just in case they act up we fighting back Sorry Martin I ain't the one startin' I'm home chillin' I gotta cook and do homework with my children METH [Verse 2: Method Man] E, check they persona non grata Prizing in the game one nada I guzzle Ghost Lager You still a 40 thief, ali baba Corner store robber I feel sorry for your mama I'm a menace, a monster Meth lab chemist with the contra, no limit They only see murder they ain't in it Imposters, pop one minute then they mobsters We get it Pretend it went pop or it's hot, love pretendin' I ain't playin' the fun ended Still not a player like Big Pun No pun intended We in these tenements, big guns second a minute Gives you the right to bear one, I recommend it You timid, here's a middle finger, you finished This other middle finger's for anybody offended Them gimmicks, see I spot 'em just like a blemish I criticize the image, cause everybody's a critic [Hook: Erick Sermon] I'm the type of n***a you need in the clutch Anybody disrespecting the brand they get touched Def Squad, Wu we coming through can't you tell a Bunch of n***as walking down the block like it's Selma But we strapped with an automat' Just in case they act up we fighting back Sorry Martin I ain't the one startin' I'm home chillin' I gotta cook and do homework [Verse 3: Redman] Yo, welcome everyone to my thoughts I carry the hammer like judge in court The streets them gone wild Right through the cannabis plant And when I chant every verse you can actually see the sound cloud Wow Redman you done grown up Grown man do grown man sh** what you expect Rap and drug dealing, the same thing The strength depends on yo' connects I was taught well Never wrote a verse sittin' in a cell But I'm cold wid' it, a little sickle in his cell Chicks love a n***a they trippin' on his cell And I tell 'em my album out, hit me with a sale My bruh said when I rap, talk to 'em I said cool I might as well, harpoon 'em I got a gun from x boxing on Women and step kids they gotta duck when the step pops That's why I'm international Tryna' turn up and get beat down This is hip hop You wanna walk in my shoes, I'm like Pardon you I got Jordans on, and them are flip flops [Hook: Erick Sermon] I'm the type of n***a you need in the clutch Anybody disrespecting the brand they get touched Def Squad, Wu we coming through can't you tell a Bunch of n***as walking down the block like it's Selma But we strapped with an automat' Just in case they act up we fighting back Sorry Martin I ain't the one startin' I'm home chillin' I gotta cook and do homework with my children