I fought MC's word up and watch 'em grown up
Call for backup, it's Erick Sermon's payday
Can't hear nothing but the music, I'm slippin'
Can't hear nothing but the music, I'm slippin'
Can't hear nothing but the music, I'm slippin'
Then I freak the funky style and I use it
Slate take two, action, the main attraction
Play em like Dunkin, then pass out doughnuts
I'm slammin', the dopest nigga from the underground
Can't hear nothing but the music, I'm slippin'
Can't hear nothing but the music, I'm slippin'
Dull raps, I dutch them, from the funk production
Can't hear nothing but the music, I'm slippin'
Breaker, 1, 9, breaker, 1, 9, mayday
Can't stop us from buggin' because we're trippin'
My technique, the drunken mic, grasp it right
Mad footwork from the rapper expert
You know it's the smooth rap flow that clocks the P doe
Can't stop now 'cuz I'm diesel
MD and hear nothing but the music
Yes, the son of Sam and I'll be goddamn
No illusion, just mass confusion
(Why?)
Fourth cassette, more deadly than a bomb threat
Can't hear nothing but the music, I'm slippin'
Understand, I'm ruff and tuff like Jackie Chan
Can't stop us from buggin' because we're trippin'
To make you scream loud as hell like Sam Kinison
The combination, the jab, the uppercut
Can't hear nothing but the music I'm slippin'
Can't hear nothing but the music, I'm slippin'
I'm teaching psyche
Can't hear nothing but the music, I'm slippin'
So take the force and get the balls and watch me slam man
Out the basement, now world renown
What's this? Another funky hit from the Hit Squad, kid
Say what, damn right, shut the hell up
Dun na, na, na, na, na, like Rocky
I get mad props like Sonny Crockett
Rocking systems, cuss and jock a victim
Can't hear nothing but the music, I'm slippin'
My tune knock watts, been known to cause brain lock
Wit no riff raff, smooth like Shaft
Serial rap killer like Dave Berkowitz
No one can stop me
Can't hear nothing but the music, I'm slippin'
Then I freak a funky style and I use it
If we catch flack from a punk and then we diss him
EPMD, back in effect on your rap set
Can't hear nothing but the music, I'm slippin'
I'm bad like Michael Jackson
(P S Y C H E)
I, the Afro American, black citizen
Got more tricks than any Kung Fu flick
The exquisite rap wizard from the boon dox
Bust a move, I'm worth about a million cash bucks
Parrish Smith mentally sick
Breaking bones in the rap zone, chill or get smoked mad fast
Can't hear nothing but the music, I'm slippin'
Dark as hell and water drippin'
(Who's Bad?)
Kid, and hear nothing but the music