EPMD in effect, I'm clockin' mad green
Chill, chill, chill, chill, yeah
Chill, chill, chill, chill
From Long Island
So call me smooth talk, rhyme jaywalk with the slang talk
The sickest, the wickest, crazy mad psycho, the slickest
From Long Island
Chill, chill, chill, chill
Yeah, check one two mic supreme
Slide easy or catch a bull shucks charge
Rough enough to break New York
Chill, chill, chill, chill, yeah
Get the Macadamians, and oh yeah kid, chill
Rough enough to break New York
Chill, chill, chill, chill, yeah
From Long Island
Back up, boy, move easy with the hand motion
Chill, chill, chill, chill
I pack a Mac-10 just in case of trouble
Chill, chill, chill, chill, yeah
Chill, chill, chill, chill
The foundation, landmark of the rap scene
Girl was runnin' wild, ate her like a corndog
Four mics are ready to flow in slow mo'
Chill, chill, chill, chill, yeah
Hard, you get scarred, messin' with the Hit Squad
Fame and more glory than Morgan Freeman
Chill, chill, chill, chill
Chill, chill, chill, chill
Chill, chill, chill, chill
Know the rap game just like Bo knows hoes
EPMD, the rap American Dream Team
The glock hammer's cocked with the speed shot
I'm the original, my style's deformed
Like Kermit the Frog, sloppy like Boss Hog
B-boy fanatic, straight from New York
Chill, chill, chill, chill
Don't even blink kid, or I'ma start smokin'
Rough enough to break New York
Chill, chill, chill, chill
Rough enough to break New York
Chill, chill, chill, chill
From Long Island
You can't see me, even with a microscope
Chill, chill, chill, chill
Chill, chill, chill, chill, yeah
(Yeah)
From Long Island
Rough enough to break New York
Chill, chill, chill, chill
From Long Island
The E-Double's definitely no joke
Erick Sermon and Parrish Smith
Hot like a handle on a pot, I'm steamin'
Chill, chill, chill, chill, yeah
Rough enough to break New York
Chill, chill, chill, chill
Chill, chill, chill, chill
Program, aptitude, one mo' return, aww
From Long Island
Chill, chill, chill, chill
No time to ill, stay mental or puff a pill
From Long Island
(Shit)
Yo, dig, it's the new fig for the E-Double
Chill, chill, chill, chill, yeah
(Chill)
I'm massive dope, funky, who's deffer
Chill, chill, chill, chill
Yo, when I express myself like Salt 'N Pepa
Equipped with the rap microchip
Rough enough to break New York
Rough enough to break New York
My face in the magazines, showin' my eyes green
Twelve shots, the bust target is the brown fox
So it can sound crazy ill when I perform
Chill, chill, chill, chill, yeah
Chill, freshly dipped when I'm seen
Hardcore rhymin', yeah, that's the ticket
Buckwhylin', rough enough for Long Island
