The one who likes to max and relax
And deal with new jacks, on a one-to-one basis
So believe me boy, you gots to chill *echoes*
And through the course of the party, I kill again and again
When I'm pushin on the microphone
To the average MC I'm known as The Terminator
When I'm on the scene I always rock the spot
Listen when I tell you boy, you gots to chill *echoes*
Prepared to come off, in case of a diss
Seeing is believin, you catch my drift?
When I enter the party suckers always form a line
Well you should keep quiet while the MC rap
Because right now -- I'm bout to shake'n'bake
Take total control, of your body and soul
Destroy an employ', when your rhymes are not void
I'm the P, double-E, M-D-E-E
I be the personal computer information on rap
I'm not an MC who talkin all that junk
Cause I'm the funky rhyme maker, MC undertaker
Cause M.D. -- stands for Microphone Doctor
Then they ease their way up, and try to bite my lines
And one thing I hate, is a bitin MC
I just get down and I go for mine
And when it's time, issue diggum-smack
Never sweatin your girl (Why P?) Cause she's a skeezoid
The only weapon is my rappin sword
In the beginnin -- I like to let my rhymes flow
Catch every word I'm sayin, no there's no delayin
(How swift?) I'm so swift and that's an actual fact
I keep their hands clappin, fingers snappin, feet tappin
Pack a nine in my pants for when it's time to roll
Don't try to a-dapt because I'm just too swift
Always calm under pressure, no need to act ill
But never the least they all R.I.P
Make em sound def to maintain my rep
Funky beat maker, new jack exterminator
So if you're thinkin bout battlin you better come prepared
I grab the steel with the crown on top
Don't hestitate to motivate the crowd I'm not playin
I format the rhymes, step by step
But every now and then a sucker MC gets courageous
Like the B-I-Z Markie says, I'll make your toes tap
But if you tired -- then go take a nap
The PMD, the mic's my only friend
For all those unaware it means Rest In Peace
Intimidate MC's with the tone of my vocal drone
You gots to chill *echoes*
About who can beat who, soundin like a punk
* DJ K La Boss cuts "Jungle boogie!" *
Maintain MC's while the Double E macks
I'm like Zorro, I mark a E on your back
Make the ladies scream and shout while the brothers act ill
The E-R-I-C-K is my name, I spell
I can turn the party out just by standin still
And the capital P (capital P) capital M (capital M)
When it's time to roll Uzi patrol was packin
Say 'check one-two', and run down the line
* DJ K La Boss cuts "Jungle boogie!" *
Capital D-E-E's no doubt the chief rocker
Or stay awake and watch the show I take
I did thousands of shows, dissed many faces
And like an epidemic it becomes contagious
And at twelve I press cruise control
Don't like to get ill, but if I have to I kill
Not worried about a thing, cause we can do this
Sit back and relax, let my rhymes tax
I don't swing on no ropes or no iron cords
Come witcha shield and your armor geared
Thanks to the clientele, yo I rock well
