Respectfully
Bucket on low like Erick and Parrish
Closed casket flow, all you niggas get deaded
They don't give you one single rose while you can smell it
Respectfully
Bucket on low like Erick and Parrish
Closed casket flow, all you niggas get deaded
They don't give you one single rose while you can smell it
So I pick from my own garden (Garden)
Wanna go out in my garden like Godfather
Grandkids and a Rottweiler got over the block trauma (Yeah, trauma)
So what you sayin', nigga? You gots to chill (Uh-huh)
Thinkin' you the truth, really you not for real (EPMD!)
Back to back with it, the hardest shit of the year (Nasir Jones, remix)
[Verse 1: PMD & Erick Sermon]
EPMD, we back in business
Ain't nobody fuckin' with us, come to your senses (Uh)
P is the second comin' of God, somethin' to witness
Piece of shit, fly on your head like Mike Pence's, we in the trenches
I'm mad, better yet, I'm on a rampage
My people can't even get minimum wage
Fuck a stimulus (Uh), give me some interest (Uh)
Give me a loan (Oh), give me a home
Give me that land you owe me so I can roam
So when you trespass, blaow, one in your dome
Best wishes, ghost 'em like he Tommy
Ain't worried 'bout nothing 'cause Hit Squad behind me
[Chorus: Nas]
EPMD, we back in business
I visualize what it is, not what is isn't
We at the mafia table next to the kitchen
Eatin' Michelin Stars, countin' a million
[Verse 2: Nas & Eminem]
Dun! I let it go for the family, meetin's at Cote in Miami
Them wine bottles on maggie, extra large
Sign up for my masterclass, Escobar
Feet up at Mets Stadium at my restaurant
Tied in from AZ to Dave East
You know my thoughts get crazy
My teachers, they couldn't grade me
I know some Haitians in Dade County, got choppers in Haiti
She booked a flight to Colombia, made her body amazin'
Just to post it on Tumblr, this that "fuck up the summer" shit
I don't care what you comin' with, me and Hit-Boy runnin' shit (Runnin' shit)
Big gold, rope chains, but they flooded now (Yeah; flooded now)
Pull up with the Ghost like a haunted house (Haunted house)
She gettin' scary, blood on my hands like Carrie
Might walk through a cemetery to see where hip-hop is buried
I said it was dead, but it faked its death like Machiavelli
You see letters in red splatter, look like sauce and spaghetti
(Yeah, ready?)
[Verse 3: Eminem]
EPMD, we're back in business (What?)
Livin' in cramped conditions, we'll give you ammunition
I stock those shelves, I got more shells like Taco Bell and I'm not gon' fail
I got no L's (Noels) like Christmas, you don't wanna make the claws (Claus) come out (Nah)
Y'all should call yourselves Santa (Why?) 'cause none of y'all are real (Nah)
Not a single one (Like what?), like a dollar bill (Yeah)
It's like your bitch in the appellate court, she's on a pill (Appeal)
We got her a bond and she'll
Never bail on me (Bail on me), not even outta jail (Haha)
EPMD, but me, I gots no chills (Ch-chill)
Just a lotta skrill
Lady, my paper's so crazy, I just tossed a mill' out the window
Of my mobile on the fuckin' freeway on the way here (Yeah)
Like Rudolph and his homies when they pullin' the sleigh, yeah
That's a lot of bucks flyin' when I'm makin' it rain, dear
Green on me but no weed, shorty, just these, darling
A pocket full of pills, some are Tylenol 3s, prolly two or three Molly
So some are E which reminds me of rap summary
Mami, my theme song, me and P
Always used to play that shit on repeat all day
So please call me "Big Daddy" (Daddy)
Plus I got the 'caine and lean on me (Yeah)
MCs, I'm eatin' you B-I-T-C-H's like tortilla chips
Me, I'm free of debt, yeah, green is on Chia Pet (Woo)
This is the effects of my old neighborhood misery index
Poverty at its peak, OCD and PTSD I guess
R.I.P. out to DMX, Stezo, E and Nipsey
Ecstasy and Prince Markie Dee, MF DOOM, I hit 50 via text
Told him that I love him 'cause I don't even know when I'ma see him next (Nah)
Tomorrow could be your death (Bring that beat back)
Yeah, and this shit ain't for the faint
Cause the brain's iller trained, killer, danger, deranged
And I drank all the DayQuil (Yeah) I blank on the paper
Then wait 'til the page fill up (What?)
Hate spiller shameful the strength of a pain pill or tranq'
I just pray for the day when I'm able to say that I'm placed with the greats
And my name's with the Kanes, and the Waynes, and the Jays
And the Dres, and the Yes, and the Drakes
And the J Dillas, Jadas, Cool Js, and the Ras
And amazin' as Nas is, and praise to the Gods of this
Shout to the golden age of hip-hop and the name of this song is
[Chorus: Nas]
EPMD, we back in business
I visualize what it is, not what is isn't
We at the mafia table next to the kitchen
Eatin' Michelin Stars, countin' a million
尊敬
低于埃里克和巴里什的桶
封闭的棺材流动，所有你的黑鬼都陷入困境
当你闻到它时，他们不会给你一个玫瑰
所以我从自己的花园里挑选（花园）
想在我的花园里像教父一样出去
孙子和罗威纳队克服了块状创伤（是的，创伤）
那你说什么，黑鬼吗？你可以冷静下来（uh-huh）
想你真相，真的你不是真实的（EPMD！）
背靠背，年度最难的狗屎（Nasir Jones，Remix）
[第1节：PMD＆Erick Sermon]
EPMD，我们回到了商业
不是没有人他妈的和我们在一起，来到你的感官（呃）
p是上帝的第二个辛苦，有些人的目击者
一块狗屎，像迈克普通的脑袋一样，我们在战壕里
我疯了，更好，我正在横冲直撞
我的人民甚至无法获得最低工资
他妈的刺激（呃），给我一些兴趣（呃）
给我贷款（哦），给我一个家
让我欠我的土地，所以我可以漫步
所以当你侵犯，blaow，一个在你的圆顶
祝福，幽灵'喜欢他汤米
不担心“任何事情”导致我身后的队
[合唱：NAS]
EPMD，我们回到了商业
我想象出它是什么，而不是不是什么
我们在厨房旁边的黑手党桌旁
伊顿米其林明星，countin'一百万
[第2节：NAS＆EMINEM]
逼债！我让它去找家人，在迈阿密的科特岛
他们在Maggie上的葡萄酒瓶，超大
注册我的MasterClass，Escobar
在我的餐厅的Mets Stadium脚上
从AZ绑到戴夫东方
你知道我的想法变得疯狂
我的老师，他们不能同学们
我在戴德县了解一些海地人，在海地有斩波者
她预订了飞往哥伦比亚的航班，让她的身体玛明塞'
只是为了把它发布在tumblr上，这就是“他妈的夏天”的狗屎
我不在乎你和我和奔跑的东西奔跑（奔跑'狗屎）
大金，绳索链，但他们现在淹没（是的;现在淹没）
像鬼屋一样拉着幽灵（闹鬼的房子）
她像嘉莉这样的手上吓倒了血液
可能会穿过墓地，看看哈普跳的地方
我说这已经死了，但它像Machiavelli这样的死亡
你看到红泼溅物的字母，看起来像酱和意大利面
（是的，准备好吗？）
[第3节：Eminem]
EPMD，我们回到了商业（什么？）
Livin'在狭窄的条件下，我们会给你弹药
我股票那些架子，我有更多的炮弹，就像炸玉米饼贝尔，我不会失败
我没有像圣诞节那样的（noels），你不想让爪子（克劳斯）出来（nah）
你们都应该打电话给你自己圣诞老人（为什么？）'因为你们都没有真正的（nah）
不是一个人（比如什么？），就像一美元的钞票（是的）
这就像你在上诉法院的婊子，她是在药丸（上诉）
我们得到了一个纽带，她会
从不拯救我（保释在我身上），甚至不是外出监狱（哈哈）
EPMD，但我，我没有冷却（Ch-Chill）
只是一个乐天的skrill
女士，我的论文太疯狂了，我只是扔了一个磨坊的窗外
我的手机在他妈的里在这里的高速公路（是的）
就像鲁道夫和他的家园一样，当他们拉着雪橇时，是的
亲爱的，这是一大笔雄鹿的飞行'，亲爱的
绿色对我而言，但没有杂草，短缺，只是这些，亲爱的
装满丸的口袋，有些是泰诺3s，普遍两三米
所以有些是e让我想起说唱摘要
妈咪，我的主题歌，我和p
总是用来在整天重复那个狗屎
所以请叫我“大爸爸”（爸爸）
另外，我得到了'凯恩，靠在我身上（是的）
MCS，我吃了'你是B-I-T-C-H'玉米片
我，我是没有债务，是的，绿色是在Chia Pet（Woo）
这是我旧的邻居痛苦指数的影响
我猜的达到峰，OCD和PTSD贫困
r.i.p.出去DMX，Stezo，E和Nipsey
狂喜和王子Markie dee，MF Doom，我通过文本打了50
告诉他我爱他'因为我甚至不知道我什么时候见到他（Nah）
明天可能是你的死（带来击败）
是的，这个狗屎不是为了微弱
导致大脑的伤员训练，杀手，危险，疯狂
我喝了所有的一天（是的）我在纸上空白
然后等到页面填满（什么？）
讨厌的溢出器可让止痛药或tranq'的力量令人羞于
我只是祈祷当天我能说我被伟大的伟大
我的名字和刺客和韦恩斯和杰伊
和Dres，以及是的，和德拉克
和J Dillas，Jadas，Cool Js和Ras
和澳大利亚州一样，并赞美了这个众神
呼喊到嘻哈的黄金时代，这首歌的名字是
[合唱：NAS]
EPMD，我们回到了商业
我想象出它是什么，而不是不是什么
我们在厨房旁边的黑手党桌旁
伊顿米其林明星，countin'一百万