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All In The Mind Lyrics - Singles - Epmd

[erick sermon] 

Oh.. yeahhuhh! 

Def squad 

 

Chorus: erick sermon 

 

It's all in the mind.. (pump pump, lickin shots!) *7x* 

(pump pump, lickin shots) 

 

[erick sermon] 

Aiyyo it's the master rap maniac, comin fat like dat 

That's my habitat, with the funk track 

From the boondocks, when I rocks my styles out the docks 

Who who? I hear someone knockin at my door 

It must be soup, a black human bein 

I think it's about time for y'all to see him 

 

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[soup] 

Sometimes I get blindsided with the flow, I never know 

They yell hoe, assumin the motions of a cool flow 

Notions of a cool, it's the s, ohhhhhh 

Never come test, noooooooo, cause even the best'll have to 

Go out with the rest, nestea and a bag of sess for me 

Ackninckulous, I kill the weeds in my chest 

 

[erick sermon] 

Back on the rebound, it's the magnificents funkdullah 

Old schooler, more sole/soul than dr. scholl-ah 

Freakin wicked so it sticks in your dome 

On the chrome microphone so I take it home 

Don't neglect, just respect, the mic check 

Don't forget, I still snap necks and come correct 

I leave the microphone burnin (burnin) 

Green eyed bandit, my ? full name is erick sermon 

 

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[soup] 

Erick sermon, sermon with the preaching 

I'm fuckin up people's heads without speaking, without speaking 

Clearly, loudly, niggaz crowd around the speaker 

To hear me freak the, note like tamika 

But sweeter, sixty phoneta, sneaker if you 

Peep the, jams and you reap the fields 

With the roots and uh, my name is soup, and uh 

I flow like orange juice or tropicana, and uh 

 

Chorus 

 

[erick sermon] 

Breaker breaker, shh, I hear some static 

Stop and get my automatic, the rusty one from the attic 

And shoot, or be killed, and if I ill I might cause 

A bloodspill so I have to chill and get 

Totally disgusting on the microphone 

Whyyyyyyyyy, because it's onnnnn (it's on, it's on) 

It's on (it's on, it's on, it's on, it's on!!) 

 

[soup] 

The industry is a trick, and everyone is on the dick 

A cheap trick, just like ? like ? 

I peep it, everyone, wants me to sound like 

A ? , I'm dyin, before I get up from behind 

It's crushin up the rush of the rhyme in my mind 

Drink and trust - blind, think and trust - my, nine 

Because, nine lives nine triggers 

Fine rhymes equal the nine figures 

Yeah the cold cash, I hold a bold stash 

Yeah pockets next to my nineteen year old ass 

Yeah, God bless the child with his own 

God bless the roots and outsiders who zone 

Motherfuckers caps, get bucked in the dome 

Lick a shot, in his mad packed crazy chrome 

 

Chorus (+ soup shouting over) 

 

[soup] 

Like that, but it's all words 

Words can kill more pens, than guns, and friends 

And foes, God knows, I chose the pros 

That rose, still froze-n, chose-n, you 

S-o-u and the p, e, r-i-c-k 

Erick sermon, kickin a rhyme this way 

Yeah! it's all in, your mind 

It's all in, my mind 

It's all in, my mind.. 

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