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Head Banger (Explicit) - EPMD
Written by：Ron Banks
Negroes
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Parrish smith getting wreck
Ka rank the boombox as my sound knock from blocks
As I chill and bust grills you take snapshots
Of the maniac dressed in black carry round a strap
Kid you play me too close slow down and catch a cap pow
Cause I don't play games an outlaw like Jesse James
To hell with the b**ches and the so called fame uh huh
Strictly biz to hard kid yeah as I climb charts
Busting heads daily as I compose like Mozart
Just stand say you're mad d**n why him
Zl1 targa five sixty Benz
I'm sinking mad deep no shorts and no sleep
I'm bugged like a tapped phone hard like concrete
So get a grip and don't slip or catch a clip
From the infrared aimed at your head as I blast my target
The bozack I rip up flows that
Make an MC stop and chill and say he's all that
Hardcore no r b singer
Roll with the hit squad down with the head banger
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Surprise you wonder where I've been I've been working
But sounds making danger and black birds chirping
A real Damian omen possessed by the devil
You dig the rhythm and I'll play the running rebel
Changed my style so I can freak the funk
Yo pass the Philly hit squad spark the blunt
I got the power to ram shack a stadium
Wubba wubba even Judy brown the palladium
Yo I'm from the boondocks so I knows the flavor
Sometimes I curse but now I show behavior
Epmd yo is in this to win this
A brand new LP so mind your business
No joking I'm getting paid fully
You wanna buy the cassette stop by Sam goody
Yo where's my hoodie I wanna be hard and cause some ruckus
Talk with the b boy slang and blast some suckers
Walk like an Egyptian rough cracking my steel
Plus I'm going to court make my own appeal
As taught as a kid or told never talk to a stranger
Cause I could be a head banger
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I'm the original rap criminal yeahhhhh
My shots spell spray hoo ahhhh duck leaves my trigger finger digital
My gun ll make men admit they should dip when I get mad
And pissed cause I can make him my target
Bragging em tagging em dragging em mad hollow point rhymes in my mic
Choose smith or assault over magnum huh
So back up off me here's a clip
For Uzis and guns and then you faggots gonna off me
I'm sure you know the deal that my nine can box
I knock punks out quick like evander holy field
More rhymes than music's my solution
Subscribers of my style here's a contribution
Let's say you want a shovel layer parkin mc's like cars
And driving mc's away
Tanks gone be full to rappers wanna tempt me
I break the steering shift and leave em empty
Cause they can't go so I'mma call a ho tow truck
To come tow truck your weak side show
Back on the scene is the incredible one man team
When I get mad I turn green
The fugitive's gone peace I'm outta here later
And here's a finger to all you non moving spectators
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Surprise ni**az the original p funk funks you up
I take a hit from a sp**ff then I get biz with the new cut
Because I can jam like teddy if you let me
A good fella but still rugged like Joe pesci
My style is mad funka to the delic with the irrelevant
Sh*t that I kick backflip semi full b**ch yeah
Deduct and I dip then I switch
To an incredible ni**a with a nickle nine on the hip
I always got played by a honey dip
But now I'm on the money tip so now I call the honey dip honey b**ch
And swing hardcore because that's where I come from yeah
I rock ya like chubb and burn scrubs like a dum dum
Remember redman last album I was hardcore
Now I'm back to tear the frame out your asscrack
Cause I get wreck with the tec with the blunt or Moet
And what you see is what you get and what you're getting is your
A** kicked ni**a hit you with the funkdafied figure
Like a plus funk funk times stuffed in your back trunk punk
Yes the red man that's what they call me
Wicked with the style you think I have cerebral palsy
Like aaieeahaaa cause I freak the styles crazy
Lullaby your stupid a** rockabye baby
The funkadelic devil hit your a** with a level from the new school
And still holding my jewels
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