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EPMD is an American hip hop group from Brentwood, New York. The group's name is a concatenation of the members' name "E" and "PMD" or an acronym for "Erick and Parish Making Dollars", referencing its members, emcees Erick Sermon ("E" aka E Double) and Parish Smith ("PMD" aka Parish Mic Doc). The group has been active for 26 years (minus two breakups in 1993 and 1999), and is one of the most prominent acts in east coast hip hop. Diamond J, DJ K La Boss, and DJ Scratch were DJs for the group. more »

Year:

1997

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Check one 
[Erick Sermon] 
Uh huh 
Yeah  aww yeah  uhh "Richter Scale" 
It goes lights  camera  action I'm on 
One more time to kill em  my rap flow is fulfilling 
I scream with the Beastie Boys    What time is it? 
It's two o'clock  you gettin knocked out the box 
then kicked off the block  Def Squad Hit Squad 
no we won't stop  f*ck it call the cops (uh huh) 
I be the invincible  in the school of hard knocks 
I'm the principle, Fatman Joe why'know 
[Parrish Smith] 
As you suffer the repercussions, comin through the blaze 
bust the crime scene, cause some drama, niggaz duckin 
When we come through, throwin the jab, in the one-two 
Layin MC's out to trap, when we run through (like what?) 
Like the marathon, flooded with the diamonds on 
Get my rhymin on, PMD fuckin shinin on 
Back to Biz, new address with the fat crib 
My shit in the Wiz, poli'-in with the big wigs 
Chorus: Erick Sermon 
Off the meter, and everytime we reach the 
tip-top and ya don't stop, uhh! 
In the field of rap, we pull rank no question 
We top the "Richter Scale" 
*repeat 2X* 
[Erick Sermon] 
Bust the techniques, E.D. fantastic 
Unreal GangStarr shit, Mass Appeal 
Rap's top dawg, I'm the one you call on 
to get Sic'-Wid-It, E don't forget it 
I'm six, two and a half, heavyset, chocolate brown 
Hell of a jab, gift to gab 
I'm the elite, keep it underground like street level 
I rock a Rolex watch, with a diamond bezel 
[Parrish Smith] 
Rap terror terror, EPMD, a new era 
Off the richter scale, blowin hotter than ever 
with the Squadron, beg your pardon, got the heads noddin 
Lost your mind and said, "Shit!!" when we barged in 
the front door door, rugged, keeps our shit raw raw 
Make hits for the fans, plus the world tour 
Believe that, peep that E and P's back 
Wreckin heads daily, so chill and Get the Bozack 
Chorus 
[Erick Sermon] 
Yo Royal Flush-in, all my cats be bustin 
Servin you Customers and those fake hustlers 
Whassup? Step to me, I smack you silly 
I'm the Kid, but no comparison to Billy 
I ain't scared of you motherfuckers -- can't you tell? 
Girls lose to me when they groove to Maxwell, uhh 
I got one life to live so I'm livin 
Got girls to be hittin more cars to be drivin 
[Parrish Smith] 
We stripped too many beats to make too many niggaz to break 
No moves are fake, no warnin shots fired blastin on crews like corrupt 
Jakes 
The Black Viper, scream on MC's and rhyme cyphers 
More Dangerous Mind than, Michelle Pfeiffer 
So skedaddle-daddle, you get rattled don't want to battle-battle 
Put one to your rhyme saddle, stompin through, like wild cattle 
We flow beef so dead that, let that shit cease 
I'm quick with the hands, plus accurate with the two-piece 
Chorus

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