The Fan

Yo, yo-yo, yo

Aiyyo this here's procedure, rock

MC's durin' my leisure

Time I spend to do 'em in

The sound pumps hard and runs right through ya

When it hits, it reacts like a airbag to ya

Some flip to it, small kids might skip to it

And jail cats get rep to it

You get, by on record but you wack on stage

So I'm, blowin' you up, throwin' hand grenades

That's why we roll with the big boys

With big toys, bringin' crazy noise and ruckus

Shuttin' down crews and mother******s

In low beta, not to be ****** with like the swamp gator

Potato, on the barrel of the snub nosed when

I blaze ya

As I, dust bust, crush and rush

Catch you flossin' *************, turn your ice physi' into slush

So yo, what's the deally for really

We rock nine untilly, grindin' like

BillySo *************z chill and spark the

PhillieYo,

I know you was a fan of mine

I know you was a fan of mine

I know you was a fan of mine

Here's my card and on the back of it's my fan club digits

Yo, I know you was a fan of mine

I know you was a fan of mine

I know you was a fan of mine

Here's my card and on the back of it's my fan club digits

Uh, aiyyo takin' our spot, that's outrageous

P and I stomp those who get courageous

And microphones get rocked on stages

Any book or mag, we on a few pages

Not commercial, not frontin', and no movie

I swear, 'cause we take it there

Billboard's top ten, that's tradition

Comin' through blastin' with mad ammunition

Five-alarmer, microphone bomber, woman charmer

Night in armor, penthouse view, with the sauna

God dammit, pass me the rock, and watch me slam it

Jam it cram it, until you stupid *************z understand it

It's been a long time,

MC crabbin' ************* *************z runnin'

Wack MC's we straight stunnin'

When we roll up, unexpected, undetected

Resurrected,

EPMD second wind, fuel-injected

Yo, I know you was a fan of mine

I know you was a fan of mine

I know you was a fan of mine

Here's my card and on the back of it's my fan club digits

Yo, I know you was a fan of mine

I know you was a fan of mine

I know you was a fan of mine

Here's my card and on the back of it's my fan club digits

Word yeah, tell em

P, yoI never seen y'all before, when

I came through

With my dogs headbangin' with the '

Hit Squad crew'

Hardcore, we got biz from the get go

Any beef with us, we ain't lettin' *************t go

E-Dub, no one replacin' me

If there's a spot, then find a vacancy

Boy, I own my style, while y'all got leases

I get the whole pie, while y'all get pieces

That's why we own, bitin' our *************t, we don't condone

News flash,

Erick and

Parrish, we got it sewn

And like I'm

Damon we Dash for the cash, mash for the fash'

Ba*************n' the rash, double up

P, straight on smidash

So stop playin', serious like '

So What Cha

Sayin'?'In

Apollo sold out with

Red man, ******' headbangin'

To the street corners, the back alleys, to the

Cali valleys

EPMD in effect, chillin' as the scans tally