Erick Sermon: Can u hear me now

Yo, this what hip-hop is comin to? You can say whatever on the mic and when? Let me see if you can hear me now when I'm doin this Uh-huh, uh-huh, yeah, E. Sermon and ("Kurtis Blow!") Can you hear me now? Good Can you hear me now? Good ("Turn it up!") Don't take this serious ("One, two, three four hit it!") [Erick Sermon] Yo check one two, mic's on I'm well known like the Osbournes Me - I love Kelly See us both in the bed man, touchin bellies This here "Pimp Juice," I got from Nelly I got "Punk'd," show it on the telly, damn My eyes green like Yoda, get cream like soda Two thousand ("FOUR") means a brand new motor Phoenix, capitol of Arizona But that means nuttin, I'm just sayin somethin Spare the moment them niggaz is suspect I took a line from Keith Murray off his first cassette I never took my dog to the vet And I download songs off the net But you would rather hear some rapper brag Meanwhile, bombs bein dropped over Baghdad [Chorus: repeat 2X] Can you hear me now? Good Can you hear me now? Good ("Turn it up!") Can you hear me now? Good - Can you hear me now? Good Can you hear me now? Good [Erick Sermon] Check it, yo it's Erick I'm down by law ("TWO") plus ("TWO") equals ("FOUR") I got no time to razzle and dazzle I'm in the crib with dad playin Scrabble I'm usin words like rat, cat Cheating cause I wrote down Brat And Brat's a rapper and you can't use names Oh yeah, the Lakers lost last night's game I caught me a flick I saw X-Men 2 "Where My Dawgs At?" I'm a X fan too I'm black like Kunta, my girl got the badoonka Let me introduce ya ("Hi I'm Big Sexy") And this ain't got shit to do with nuttin I'm on the microphone frontin But this here wins, so I'ma say whatever to get spins I got a Benz with rims, uh [Chorus] [Erick Sermon] Uh, so mean, never seen the green, knahmean? This jump off need two trampolines Rock hard jeans sag low, new Timberlands I works it like Missy and Timbaland Cuban link chain hang E emblem Chick 'round me multiplyin like Gremlins Word to my momma, I bring drama Like Osama, I'ma problem, period comma I come through with the Bizkit, Limp'n The Underground Kingz in the building, pimpin Oh no, they must be feelin me Pinch me now, this don't feel real to me Oh yeah, it's my son's communion Next month is my fan's reunion Write this down in your pad I'm thirty-("FOUR") and a half, and yeah I'm a Sagg' [Chorus] [Chorus] w/ ad libs to fade