You're A Customer Lyrics
| Song | You're A Customer |
| Artist | EPMD |
| Album | Strictly Business |
| Download | Image LRC TXT |
| 作词 : EPMD | |
| (Erick Sermon) | |
| Knick knack patty whack give a dog a bone | |
| Yo, don't give him nothing but a microphone | |
| Don't stop, I'm not finished yet | |
| You said I'm not the E, you wanna make a bet? | |
| Remember this: Lounge, you in the danger zone | |
| I figured you would, now leave me alone | |
| You pick and you wish on a four-leaf clover | |
| To be the E double E over and over | |
| You're intrigued by the way I do my thing | |
| (Do what?) Pick up the mic high and make it swing | |
| (PMD) | |
| I have the capability to rap and chill | |
| Cold wax and tax MC's who tend to act ill | |
| It's like a Diggum Smack | |
| Smack me and I'll smack you back | |
| I get goosebumps when the bassline thumps | |
| A sucker MC arrives, now it's time for lunch | |
| When I'm cooling on the scene, I notice one thing | |
| I'm not Bounce, so sucker MC's cling | |
| I consider myself better than average | |
| Yo, I rock the mic like a wild beast savage | |
| (Erick Sermon) | |
| I'm in the bottling state, I can't concentrate | |
| I make a move like chess, and then I yell "checkmate" | |
| You know why I get zanier and zanier? | |
| Because of EPMD mania | |
| When I walk through the crowd I can see heads turning | |
| I hear voices saying "That's Erick Sermon" | |
| Not only from the women, but from the men | |
| You know what? It feels good, my friend | |
| (PMD) | |
| I'm the P double E, the Thrilla of Manilla | |
| Better known as the MC cold killer | |
| PMD cold keeps the place jumping | |
| And if not then we feel like we owe you something | |
| Like lotto, you have to be in it to win it | |
| But if the beat is fresh then Diamond J will spin it | |
| If J spin it, then it has to be fresh | |
| To make you dance until there's no one left | |
| Cause you a customer | |
| (Erick Sermon) | |
| Praying like a prey when the fox in action | |
| I smell blood, no time for maxing | |
| Camoflauge in the green, my back is arc | |
| Plus you in trouble cause it's after dark | |
| My eyes close like Steve Austin, I got you in the square | |
| I won't let you run, nah, that ain't fair | |
| So I clear my visions until I can spot him | |
| Snatch him by the neck and say "Hmmm I got him" | |
| (PMD) | |
| Whenever MC's, you're in over your head | |
| My rhymes are hungry plus they haven't been fed | |
| The process of elimination is quite simple | |
| Let you grow like a blackhead and pop you like a pimple | |
| Slice you like lettuce, toss you like a salad | |
| Revoke your MC license if your rhymes ain't valid | |
| As we go on, sucker MC's sound wacker | |
| Like a parrot says "Polly want a cracker" | |
| (Erick Sermon) | |
| It was a record test, nothing we can't handle | |
| At the house they had the mics on the mantle | |
| Looked at the DJ and said "May I?" | |
| Lit it up like the Fourth of July | |
| Because I float like a butterfly, sting like a bee | |
| Woah, I'm the E of EPMD | |
| I have a strong point of view on the way things run | |
| Just shut up and listen and learn my son | |
| (PMD) | |
| Absorb that ass like Bounty, the quicker picker upper | |
| To tell you up front, you're nothing but a sucker | |
| The style we're using, no doubt copastetic | |
| You try to bite and yet sound pathetic | |
| Design my rhymes like a taylor, floatin' like a sailor | |
| As the P gets stronger, MC's get staler | |
| Not bragging or protagging, surely not fagging | |
| MC's surrender, raise the flags and | |
| Give up the titles because the signs are vital | |
| I keep a voice tuned at a slow and swift idle | |
| You a customer | |
| (Erick Sermon) | |
| I need a man meal sandwich, yes I need Manwich | |
| I feel good, now it's time to do damage | |
| I feel like balanced, you know what I mean? | |
| Wanna rhyme one time, to release the steam | |
| When I grab the mic I get dramatic like an actor | |
| You know why I get over? I'm the master | |
| I do a show, pack it in til it's clamming up | |
| Look for the microphone then jam it up | |
| (PMD) | |
| You said you see me jamming in New York Tech | |
| You got one right fella, you deserve a check | |
| How did you know, you must have been jocking | |
| How do you know the places I be rocking? | |
| Don't follow me fella, every move that I make | |
| I'm hostile now so I'll give you a break | |
| Well search upon me but don't go past the limit | |
| Here's a card and on the back is my fan club digits | |
| (Erick Sermon) | |
| There's two things to check out in the words that I'm saying | |
| Plus listen to the good time playing | |
| Bro is bad, the strings he's plucking | |
| Fire rhyme after rhyme, watch MC's duck and | |
| (PMD) | |
| MC's, the final countdown | |
| You look tired, can you go the round? | |
| If you can, I'll slap your hand and give you credit | |
| And if not, I'll turn around and say "Forget it" | |
| (Erick Sermon) | |
| People say that I'm a party pooper | |
| To tell the truth I'm a born trooper | |
| You a customer |
| zuo ci : EPMD | |
| Erick Sermon | |
| Knick knack patty whack give a dog a bone | |
| Yo, don' t give him nothing but a microphone | |
| Don' t stop, I' m not finished yet | |
| You said I' m not the E, you wanna make a bet? | |
| Remember this: Lounge, you in the danger zone | |
| I figured you would, now leave me alone | |
| You pick and you wish on a fourleaf clover | |
| To be the E double E over and over | |
| You' re intrigued by the way I do my thing | |
| Do what? Pick up the mic high and make it swing | |
| PMD | |
| I have the capability to rap and chill | |
| Cold wax and tax MC' s who tend to act ill | |
| It' s like a Diggum Smack | |
| Smack me and I' ll smack you back | |
| I get goosebumps when the bassline thumps | |
| A sucker MC arrives, now it' s time for lunch | |
| When I' m cooling on the scene, I notice one thing | |
| I' m not Bounce, so sucker MC' s cling | |
| I consider myself better than average | |
| Yo, I rock the mic like a wild beast savage | |
| Erick Sermon | |
| I' m in the bottling state, I can' t concentrate | |
| I make a move like chess, and then I yell " checkmate" | |
| You know why I get zanier and zanier? | |
| Because of EPMD mania | |
| When I walk through the crowd I can see heads turning | |
| I hear voices saying " That' s Erick Sermon" | |
| Not only from the women, but from the men | |
| You know what? It feels good, my friend | |
| PMD | |
| I' m the P double E, the Thrilla of Manilla | |
| Better known as the MC cold killer | |
| PMD cold keeps the place jumping | |
| And if not then we feel like we owe you something | |
| Like lotto, you have to be in it to win it | |
| But if the beat is fresh then Diamond J will spin it | |
| If J spin it, then it has to be fresh | |
| To make you dance until there' s no one left | |
| Cause you a customer | |
| Erick Sermon | |
| Praying like a prey when the fox in action | |
| I smell blood, no time for maxing | |
| Camoflauge in the green, my back is arc | |
| Plus you in trouble cause it' s after dark | |
| My eyes close like Steve Austin, I got you in the square | |
| I won' t let you run, nah, that ain' t fair | |
| So I clear my visions until I can spot him | |
| Snatch him by the neck and say " Hmmm I got him" | |
| PMD | |
| Whenever MC' s, you' re in over your head | |
| My rhymes are hungry plus they haven' t been fed | |
| The process of elimination is quite simple | |
| Let you grow like a blackhead and pop you like a pimple | |
| Slice you like lettuce, toss you like a salad | |
| Revoke your MC license if your rhymes ain' t valid | |
| As we go on, sucker MC' s sound wacker | |
| Like a parrot says " Polly want a cracker" | |
| Erick Sermon | |
| It was a record test, nothing we can' t handle | |
| At the house they had the mics on the mantle | |
| Looked at the DJ and said " May I?" | |
| Lit it up like the Fourth of July | |
| Because I float like a butterfly, sting like a bee | |
| Woah, I' m the E of EPMD | |
| I have a strong point of view on the way things run | |
| Just shut up and listen and learn my son | |
| PMD | |
| Absorb that ass like Bounty, the quicker picker upper | |
| To tell you up front, you' re nothing but a sucker | |
| The style we' re using, no doubt copastetic | |
| You try to bite and yet sound pathetic | |
| Design my rhymes like a taylor, floatin' like a sailor | |
| As the P gets stronger, MC' s get staler | |
| Not bragging or protagging, surely not fagging | |
| MC' s surrender, raise the flags and | |
| Give up the titles because the signs are vital | |
| I keep a voice tuned at a slow and swift idle | |
| You a customer | |
| Erick Sermon | |
| I need a man meal sandwich, yes I need Manwich | |
| I feel good, now it' s time to do damage | |
| I feel like balanced, you know what I mean? | |
| Wanna rhyme one time, to release the steam | |
| When I grab the mic I get dramatic like an actor | |
| You know why I get over? I' m the master | |
| I do a show, pack it in til it' s clamming up | |
| Look for the microphone then jam it up | |
| PMD | |
| You said you see me jamming in New York Tech | |
| You got one right fella, you deserve a check | |
| How did you know, you must have been jocking | |
| How do you know the places I be rocking? | |
| Don' t follow me fella, every move that I make | |
| I' m hostile now so I' ll give you a break | |
| Well search upon me but don' t go past the limit | |
| Here' s a card and on the back is my fan club digits | |
| Erick Sermon | |
| There' s two things to check out in the words that I' m saying | |
| Plus listen to the good time playing | |
| Bro is bad, the strings he' s plucking | |
| Fire rhyme after rhyme, watch MC' s duck and | |
| PMD | |
| MC' s, the final countdown | |
| You look tired, can you go the round? | |
| If you can, I' ll slap your hand and give you credit | |
| And if not, I' ll turn around and say " Forget it" | |
| Erick Sermon | |
| People say that I' m a party pooper | |
| To tell the truth I' m a born trooper | |
| You a customer |
| zuò cí : EPMD | |
| Erick Sermon | |
| Knick knack patty whack give a dog a bone | |
| Yo, don' t give him nothing but a microphone | |
| Don' t stop, I' m not finished yet | |
| You said I' m not the E, you wanna make a bet? | |
| Remember this: Lounge, you in the danger zone | |
| I figured you would, now leave me alone | |
| You pick and you wish on a fourleaf clover | |
| To be the E double E over and over | |
| You' re intrigued by the way I do my thing | |
| Do what? Pick up the mic high and make it swing | |
| PMD | |
| I have the capability to rap and chill | |
| Cold wax and tax MC' s who tend to act ill | |
| It' s like a Diggum Smack | |
| Smack me and I' ll smack you back | |
| I get goosebumps when the bassline thumps | |
| A sucker MC arrives, now it' s time for lunch | |
| When I' m cooling on the scene, I notice one thing | |
| I' m not Bounce, so sucker MC' s cling | |
| I consider myself better than average | |
| Yo, I rock the mic like a wild beast savage | |
| Erick Sermon | |
| I' m in the bottling state, I can' t concentrate | |
| I make a move like chess, and then I yell " checkmate" | |
| You know why I get zanier and zanier? | |
| Because of EPMD mania | |
| When I walk through the crowd I can see heads turning | |
| I hear voices saying " That' s Erick Sermon" | |
| Not only from the women, but from the men | |
| You know what? It feels good, my friend | |
| PMD | |
| I' m the P double E, the Thrilla of Manilla | |
| Better known as the MC cold killer | |
| PMD cold keeps the place jumping | |
| And if not then we feel like we owe you something | |
| Like lotto, you have to be in it to win it | |
| But if the beat is fresh then Diamond J will spin it | |
| If J spin it, then it has to be fresh | |
| To make you dance until there' s no one left | |
| Cause you a customer | |
| Erick Sermon | |
| Praying like a prey when the fox in action | |
| I smell blood, no time for maxing | |
| Camoflauge in the green, my back is arc | |
| Plus you in trouble cause it' s after dark | |
| My eyes close like Steve Austin, I got you in the square | |
| I won' t let you run, nah, that ain' t fair | |
| So I clear my visions until I can spot him | |
| Snatch him by the neck and say " Hmmm I got him" | |
| PMD | |
| Whenever MC' s, you' re in over your head | |
| My rhymes are hungry plus they haven' t been fed | |
| The process of elimination is quite simple | |
| Let you grow like a blackhead and pop you like a pimple | |
| Slice you like lettuce, toss you like a salad | |
| Revoke your MC license if your rhymes ain' t valid | |
| As we go on, sucker MC' s sound wacker | |
| Like a parrot says " Polly want a cracker" | |
| Erick Sermon | |
| It was a record test, nothing we can' t handle | |
| At the house they had the mics on the mantle | |
| Looked at the DJ and said " May I?" | |
| Lit it up like the Fourth of July | |
| Because I float like a butterfly, sting like a bee | |
| Woah, I' m the E of EPMD | |
| I have a strong point of view on the way things run | |
| Just shut up and listen and learn my son | |
| PMD | |
| Absorb that ass like Bounty, the quicker picker upper | |
| To tell you up front, you' re nothing but a sucker | |
| The style we' re using, no doubt copastetic | |
| You try to bite and yet sound pathetic | |
| Design my rhymes like a taylor, floatin' like a sailor | |
| As the P gets stronger, MC' s get staler | |
| Not bragging or protagging, surely not fagging | |
| MC' s surrender, raise the flags and | |
| Give up the titles because the signs are vital | |
| I keep a voice tuned at a slow and swift idle | |
| You a customer | |
| Erick Sermon | |
| I need a man meal sandwich, yes I need Manwich | |
| I feel good, now it' s time to do damage | |
| I feel like balanced, you know what I mean? | |
| Wanna rhyme one time, to release the steam | |
| When I grab the mic I get dramatic like an actor | |
| You know why I get over? I' m the master | |
| I do a show, pack it in til it' s clamming up | |
| Look for the microphone then jam it up | |
| PMD | |
| You said you see me jamming in New York Tech | |
| You got one right fella, you deserve a check | |
| How did you know, you must have been jocking | |
| How do you know the places I be rocking? | |
| Don' t follow me fella, every move that I make | |
| I' m hostile now so I' ll give you a break | |
| Well search upon me but don' t go past the limit | |
| Here' s a card and on the back is my fan club digits | |
| Erick Sermon | |
| There' s two things to check out in the words that I' m saying | |
| Plus listen to the good time playing | |
| Bro is bad, the strings he' s plucking | |
| Fire rhyme after rhyme, watch MC' s duck and | |
| PMD | |
| MC' s, the final countdown | |
| You look tired, can you go the round? | |
| If you can, I' ll slap your hand and give you credit | |
| And if not, I' ll turn around and say " Forget it" | |
| Erick Sermon | |
| People say that I' m a party pooper | |
| To tell the truth I' m a born trooper | |
| You a customer |
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