| Song | Puttin' Work In |
| Artist | EPMD |
| Album | We Mean Business |
| Download | Image LRC TXT |
| 作词 : Erick Sermon/Corey Woods/Parrish Smith/Tyrone Fyffe | |
| 作曲 : Erick Sermon/Corey Woods/Parrish Smith/Tyrone Fyffe | |
| [R] Back-up from the Bronx, Uh | |
| [R] Psycho Iko | |
| [P] Yeah | |
| [E] E-Dub | |
| [P] This ain't nothing but drama | |
| ODB Cut: "Psycho, Killer, Norman Bates" | |
| [Parish Smith] | |
| Who's one of the dopest MC's rockin mics for years (You) | |
| Ask any cat in the streets and he'll point right here (Uhu) | |
| Shine everywhere I go without droppin shit for years | |
| Niggas know this nigga, _Crossover_ to _Golddigger_ | |
| Come with the broken language like Smoothe da Hustler and Trigga (Uhu) | |
| My bombs are bigger, can't touch a harmless figure | |
| Cause is stay razor sharp like my name was RZA | |
| PMD built a dynasty like Jigga | |
| [Erick Sermon] | |
| Yeah, P my nigga, time to cock back pull the trigger | |
| He a bigger nigga with figures but I'm a bigger nigga | |
| Duh, I'm a snub nose, I'm way above those | |
| I got beef and I sit 'til the club closed | |
| Lights come on, I'm bombin | |
| Viet-Nam-em, Napalm-em, AK I calm them | |
| Mom like "Who harmed them?" | |
| [P] I don't know, but they put em in the news and Saddam'd 'em | |
| [E] And nobody warned 'em | |
| [Hook] | |
| This is what it sounds like when you puttin work in | |
| Like Norman Bates pullin back the shower curtains (Uhu) | |
| Or like in _Headbanger_ black birds chirpin | |
| This is what it sounds like when you puttin work in | |
| Mausberg heavy (Check, puttin work in) | |
| Tec-9's steady (Check, puttin work in) | |
| Shotgun heavy (Check, puttin work in) | |
| Machine gun's ready (Check, puttin work in) | |
| [Raekwon] | |
| We from the era of the red white and green sweater | |
| Cream getter, gleam better | |
| You know what? the team is clever | |
| **** niggas up get drunk pull out a bigger pump | |
| Sell crack, all day rep, rock the meanest leather | |
| Flip you all day chump, mad make you pay | |
| No doubt, gun in his mouth, he leanin on Broadway | |
| HipHop gangsters for real, check the archives | |
| Four Fives, knives, catch you in the sunrise | |
| Powerful impact, boom, from the canon | |
| This is not slain to take mine, take this ammo with it | |
| Big boys, pretty boys, shottin pretty toys | |
| Pull out the new joints and lower the noise | |
| The records that we make straight classics | |
| Built for Benzes, Astons, high powered assassins | |
| Put that major work in, holler, blash the collar | |
| Erick, Parrish, mash them dollars up | |
| [Hook] |
| zuo ci : Erick Sermon Corey Woods Parrish Smith Tyrone Fyffe | |
| zuo qu : Erick Sermon Corey Woods Parrish Smith Tyrone Fyffe | |
| R Backup from the Bronx, Uh | |
| R Psycho Iko | |
| P Yeah | |
| E EDub | |
| P This ain' t nothing but drama | |
| ODB Cut: " Psycho, Killer, Norman Bates" | |
| Parish Smith | |
| Who' s one of the dopest MC' s rockin mics for years You | |
| Ask any cat in the streets and he' ll point right here Uhu | |
| Shine everywhere I go without droppin shit for years | |
| Niggas know this nigga, _Crossover_ to _Golddigger_ | |
| Come with the broken language like Smoothe da Hustler and Trigga Uhu | |
| My bombs are bigger, can' t touch a harmless figure | |
| Cause is stay razor sharp like my name was RZA | |
| PMD built a dynasty like Jigga | |
| Erick Sermon | |
| Yeah, P my nigga, time to cock back pull the trigger | |
| He a bigger nigga with figures but I' m a bigger nigga | |
| Duh, I' m a snub nose, I' m way above those | |
| I got beef and I sit ' til the club closed | |
| Lights come on, I' m bombin | |
| VietNamem, Napalmem, AK I calm them | |
| Mom like " Who harmed them?" | |
| P I don' t know, but they put em in the news and Saddam' d ' em | |
| E And nobody warned ' em | |
| Hook | |
| This is what it sounds like when you puttin work in | |
| Like Norman Bates pullin back the shower curtains Uhu | |
| Or like in _Headbanger_ black birds chirpin | |
| This is what it sounds like when you puttin work in | |
| Mausberg heavy Check, puttin work in | |
| Tec9' s steady Check, puttin work in | |
| Shotgun heavy Check, puttin work in | |
| Machine gun' s ready Check, puttin work in | |
| Raekwon | |
| We from the era of the red white and green sweater | |
| Cream getter, gleam better | |
| You know what? the team is clever | |
| niggas up get drunk pull out a bigger pump | |
| Sell crack, all day rep, rock the meanest leather | |
| Flip you all day chump, mad make you pay | |
| No doubt, gun in his mouth, he leanin on Broadway | |
| HipHop gangsters for real, check the archives | |
| Four Fives, knives, catch you in the sunrise | |
| Powerful impact, boom, from the canon | |
| This is not slain to take mine, take this ammo with it | |
| Big boys, pretty boys, shottin pretty toys | |
| Pull out the new joints and lower the noise | |
| The records that we make straight classics | |
| Built for Benzes, Astons, high powered assassins | |
| Put that major work in, holler, blash the collar | |
| Erick, Parrish, mash them dollars up | |
| Hook |
| zuò cí : Erick Sermon Corey Woods Parrish Smith Tyrone Fyffe | |
| zuò qǔ : Erick Sermon Corey Woods Parrish Smith Tyrone Fyffe | |
| R Backup from the Bronx, Uh | |
| R Psycho Iko | |
| P Yeah | |
| E EDub | |
| P This ain' t nothing but drama | |
| ODB Cut: " Psycho, Killer, Norman Bates" | |
| Parish Smith | |
| Who' s one of the dopest MC' s rockin mics for years You | |
| Ask any cat in the streets and he' ll point right here Uhu | |
| Shine everywhere I go without droppin shit for years | |
| Niggas know this nigga, _Crossover_ to _Golddigger_ | |
| Come with the broken language like Smoothe da Hustler and Trigga Uhu | |
| My bombs are bigger, can' t touch a harmless figure | |
| Cause is stay razor sharp like my name was RZA | |
| PMD built a dynasty like Jigga | |
| Erick Sermon | |
| Yeah, P my nigga, time to cock back pull the trigger | |
| He a bigger nigga with figures but I' m a bigger nigga | |
| Duh, I' m a snub nose, I' m way above those | |
| I got beef and I sit ' til the club closed | |
| Lights come on, I' m bombin | |
| VietNamem, Napalmem, AK I calm them | |
| Mom like " Who harmed them?" | |
| P I don' t know, but they put em in the news and Saddam' d ' em | |
| E And nobody warned ' em | |
| Hook | |
| This is what it sounds like when you puttin work in | |
| Like Norman Bates pullin back the shower curtains Uhu | |
| Or like in _Headbanger_ black birds chirpin | |
| This is what it sounds like when you puttin work in | |
| Mausberg heavy Check, puttin work in | |
| Tec9' s steady Check, puttin work in | |
| Shotgun heavy Check, puttin work in | |
| Machine gun' s ready Check, puttin work in | |
| Raekwon | |
| We from the era of the red white and green sweater | |
| Cream getter, gleam better | |
| You know what? the team is clever | |
| niggas up get drunk pull out a bigger pump | |
| Sell crack, all day rep, rock the meanest leather | |
| Flip you all day chump, mad make you pay | |
| No doubt, gun in his mouth, he leanin on Broadway | |
| HipHop gangsters for real, check the archives | |
| Four Fives, knives, catch you in the sunrise | |
| Powerful impact, boom, from the canon | |
| This is not slain to take mine, take this ammo with it | |
| Big boys, pretty boys, shottin pretty toys | |
| Pull out the new joints and lower the noise | |
| The records that we make straight classics | |
| Built for Benzes, Astons, high powered assassins | |
| Put that major work in, holler, blash the collar | |
| Erick, Parrish, mash them dollars up | |
| Hook |