Epmd - Hittin’ Switches lyrics
[shadz of lingo]
Yeahthis is colorado from shadz of lingo
Kickin it with the funklord himselfe double
Hittin' switchesand we bout to get stupid
So you knowyo echeck it
[erick sermon]
Ah yeah one twohey young worldhey young world {"it's on!"}
Mic checkhere I go againcheck me out
Bust the flavor {"heyyyyyyyyy"} you know my clout
Rough and rugged -- funk's the contact I hit you with
To make your head splittrip and do a backflip
I swing it hardcore like an orangutang
I bring it wickedand freak the funk slang
Like God damnyea dude gnarlyfuckin a
I don't play-dohmy nickname ain't clay
It's the e doublemackaframabust the grammar
My style is sickeninglike roseanne-ah
PlusI'm funky like _atomic dog_
Boy you can't see meI'm thicker than fogso
Save that dramahere's a floppy disk don't risk it
Boo-yaathat's my biscuit!
On the micI cover every angle
A squaretri-part to a rectangle
I mean dat wit a passionso be it
When I rock the mic it's worth seein
So cop a squad and parlay bitch
With the e-r-i-c-kwhile I'm hittin' switches
Chorus: erick sermon (repeat 2x)
Off and onoff and onit's on (4x)
Hittin' switches!
[erick sermon]
Ah shitit's part twoit's on with the funk so
Ring the alarmding! while I drop the bomb
On the countrye's gettin funky word to mother
I smotherany emcee or so-called brother
Why? I gets busywho the hell is he?
The roughneck from new york city
You wanna mess around with the ill bastard
Then get your ass kickedmessin with the click
Def squadnow on locationwith the funky sensation
You wanna step you must be freebasin
Punkwhy you playinyou bored?
You can't affordto get choked by the mic cord
I keep you drunk like whiskeysolve the mystery
Ummmmwithout agatha christie (there we go)
You think you know _what's going on_
Without marvin gaye aroundc'mon let's get down
I spark your brain with all funk material
And gettin wickedand let wilson pickett
Before I breaklet me announce - get the bozack
Now we all can bounceas I'm hittin' switches
Chorus
[erick sermon]
(switch) back in effect modedroppin loads
Watch me explode with the devil in me like crossroads
And ding-a-ling-a-ling with the guitarfreak the funk speech
Make the contact strong as bleach
Rock the mic make the vibes rightand plus dy-no-mite
So I can fly high like mike and "just do it"
And get freaky-deaky on the realgrab the steel
In case there's caps to peel
In the mixwhen I flex the contextbeware
Like when you're havin safe sex
I continue to get brand newone two
My mic held tightso I can recite the hype
And get busymy name is erick sermon
Back for the adventurewithout pee-wee herman
For those who don't knowdon't act suspicious
While I'm hittin' switches
Chorus
