Symphony 2000 (Explicit)

Symphony 2000 (Explicit) - EPMD/Redman/Method Man/Lady Luck

Yeah Erick Sermon EPMD yeah check it

Redman Method Man Lady Luck Def Jam

Erick and Parrish Millenium Ducats

Hold me down hold me down

Yo I grab the mic and grip it hard like

It's my last time to shine

I want the chrome and the cream so I put it down for mine

Ill cat slick talk slang New York

To break it down to straight English what the f**k you want

Remember me You punk faggot crab emcee

Get your sh*t broke in half for f**kin' around with P

Aiyyo strike two my style Brooklyn like the Zoo

Hey you look ni**a one more strike you through

Word is bi-dond rock Esco Fubu and Phat Fi-darm

Every time I get my spit on no doubt I spark the gridiron

I step up and bless the track and spit a jewel

We keeps cool no need for static I strap tools

Next up

Yo I believe that's me

Yo get on the mic and rock the symphony

Yo P time to rock the sound I got it reigns hot

Makin' necks snap back like a slingshot

E hustle and muscle my way in

Then tussle for days in on my own with guns blazin'

Not for the fun of it just for those who want me to run it

Then leave them like who done it

Sucka duck I do what I feel right now

When I spit the illest sh*t cats be like "Wow "

Yo I get looks when I'm in the place

That's that ni**a makin' you smile with Scarface

It ain't my fault that my style Silkk enough to shock ya

Hit you with the fifth block-a block-a

If I get caught you can bet I'll blow trial

Be downtown swingin' M O P style

Next up

Yo yo it's Funk D O C

Yo you're on the mic to rock the symphony

Yo yo did you ever think you would catch a cap

Yo did you ever think you would get a slap

Yo did you ever think you would get robbed

At gunpoint stripped and thrown out the car

It's Funk Doc you know my name Hoe

My style dirty underground or Ukraine po

When it hits you pain pumps Kool-Aid

Through the vein and sh*t

Snatch the trap then I dash like Damon did

Doc walk thin red lines to shell shock

Hairlock with f**kin' broads in nail shops

Hydro Got more bags than bellhops

Two thousand Benz on my eight by ten picture

Papichu' slayin' crews in ICU

Battlin' usin' hockey rules

For Keith Murray Doc gon' cock these tools

Rollin' down like dice in Yahtzee fool

I "Just do it" like Nike outta 'Bama

With ten kids with hammers hooked to a camper

Yo next up

It's the G O D

Yo yo get on the mic for the symphony

Youth on the move payin' them dues nuttin' to lose

Huh street kids broken and bruised eyein' yo' jewels

Huh bad news barin' they souls through rhymin' blues

Hardcore to make them brothers act fool

Hands on the steel flip you heads over heel

Smell the daffodils from the lyric overkill

Feelin' like the mack inside a Cadillac Seville

Too ill on cuts the Barber of Seville figaro

The sky is fallin' Geronimo

I feel my high comin' down lookout below

Aiyyo dead that roach clip and spark another

Chickenhawks playin' theyselves like Parker Brothers

I rock for the low-class from Locash

The broke-assed even rock for trailer park trash

Yeah yeah the God on your block like Godzilla

Yeah yeah she gave away my p**sy I'ma kill her

John John phenomenon in Japan they call me Ichiban

Wu-Tang Clan numba won

In the whole nine I hold mine

Keep playin' with it kid you might go blind jerkoff

F**k them A K A for now it's just Meth

That's it that's all solo single no more no less

Next up

I believe that's me

Bastard

Get on the mic and rock the symphony

Mrs Stop Drop and Roll rocks top the told

Hot even though dames is froze

Pop close range at foes and blaze them hoes

Leave 'em with they brains exposed and stains on clothes

Y'all better change your flows hear how Luck spittin'

Stay drunk-pissed in the S-Type stay whippin'

When the guns spittin' duck or get hittin'

It's written we in the game but ball different

Point game like Jordan y'all play the role of Pippen

Style switchin' like tight a** after stickin'

Man listen stop your cryin' and your *****in'

Like E and P's last CD you're out of business