Relentless

Erick Sermon

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    This is somethin that you need to hear
    It's cool and capture
    I feel like Blondie caught in the rapture
    Rappers and those who try to offend me
    From false accusations they heard from Wendy (Hello Erick)
    I'm in the game to play
    For those cats on the sideline callin me gay, huntin
    Don't be the broads cause niggaz
    Mad cause I'm baggin chicks that look as bad as Jigga's (tell 'em)
    And make seven figures, a rap icon
    I'm the one kid in the biz to keep your eyes on
    Me, Superman, I fell from the window
    If I fly high, then why drive a benzo
    And drive a 'lac, an(d) drive a Hummer
    And drivin something brand new this summer (tell 'em!)
    The operator, I got your number
    Don't act like I don't flow like water, call the plumber (uh-huh)
    Some tryin to stop the E from gettin large
    I feel like the Beastie Boys in Sabotage
    In all five boroughs, I pissed on trees
    I'm a dog (arroo), ask Rockwilder please
    There's some fake cats, they talk behind me
    A few A&R's sayin they won't sign me (uh-huh)
    Cause they see my face and think I'm done
    Meanwhile, I'm the black Neo, yes the one (one)
    While they sign they brother or friend or they man
    That's supposed to blow, he's a no-show
    And that's why the game is shutdown
    Every major player that's in it, been changed around (tell 'em)
    But I'm still standin and got something to say
    The boy is still here like LL and Dre
    I sat down with Russell and Def Jam's team
    I sat down with Suge and Jimmy Iovine
    I sat down with Sylvia, sat down with Tommy
    Sat down with Clive Davis and no favors
    I got wit Kedar
    And this might be my last hurrah
    I'ma rock now until tomorrow
    Some ask about EPMD's prognosis
    But it won't happen til P get focused
    I won't be compared to Nas or Jada
    But I'ma punish the game for it's foul behavior
    And y'all got it backwards
    Those ain't real MC's, those is actors
    Cast of Fear Factor (tell 'em)
    I agree with Missy
    No creativity in the game no more
    It's the same old bore
    A few people in the biz know what's happenin
    The fans don't know, they think I'm platinum
    Cause they hear the record gettin played 4,000 times on every station
    But at the same time hate...disc jockeys
    If I'm over, explain how I do it
    In 2001 I shut it down with "Music" (hmmm)
    If I'm whack, why in 2002, yes it's true, I made cats react (uh-huh)
    Source might not quote this here
    It might not be nothin but I wrote this here
    Like Eminem said, you wanna be Erick Sermon (that's the truth)
    But you a generic version (let's go)
    Aight y'all, enough talk
    Welcome to Chilltown, New York

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    Composición: Erick Sermon y Erik Braunn

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