Hittin' Switches

Yeah, this is Kolorado from Shadz of Lingo Kickin' it with the Funklord himself, E Double Hittin' switches and we 'bout to get stupid So you know, yo E, check it Ah yeah, one, two, hey young world, hey young world Mic check, here I go again, check me out Bust the flavor, you know my clout Rough and rugged, funk's the contact I hit you with To make your head split, trip and do a backflip I swing it hardcore like an orangutan I bring it wicked and freak the funk slang Like goddamn, yeah dude, gnarly, fuckin' A I don't Play-Doh, my nickname ain't Clay It's the E Double, mackaframa, bust the grammar My style is sickening, like Roseanne-ah Plus, I'm funky like Atomic Dog Boy, you can't see me, I'm thicker than fog So save that drama, here's a floppy disk, don't risk it Boo, yaa, that's my biscuit On the mic, I cover every angle A square, tri-part to a rectangle I mean dat wit a passion, so be it When I rock the mic, it's worth seein' So cop a squad and parlay, bitch With the E R I C K while I'm hittin' switches Erick Sermon, Erick Sermon Off and on, off and on, it's on Off and on, off and on, it's on Off and on, off and on, it's on Off and on, off and on, it's on Hittin' switches Ah shit, it's part two, it's on with the funk So ring the alarm, ding, while I drop the bomb on the country E's gettin funky word to mother I smother any emcee or so-called brother Why? I gets busy, who the hell is he? The roughneck from New York City You wanna mess around with the ill bastard Then get your ass kicked, messin' with the clique Def Squad, now on location with the funky sensation You wanna step you must be freebasin' Punk, why you playin'? You bored? You can't afford to get choked by the mic cord I keep you drunk like whiskey, solve the mystery Umm, without Agatha Christie You think you know what's going on Without Marvin Gaye around, c'mon, let's get down I spark your brain with all funk material And gettin' wicked, and let Wilson Pickett Before I break, let me announce, get the bozack Now we all can bounce as I'm hittin' switches Erick Sermon, Erick Sermon Off and on, off and on, it's on Off and on, off and on, it's on Off and on, off and on, it's on Off and on, off and on, it's on Hittin' switches Back in effect mode, droppin' loads Watch me explode with the devil in me like crossroads And ding-a-ling-a-ling with the guitar, freak the funk speech Make the contact strong as bleach Rock the mic, make the vibes right and plus dy-no-mite So I can fly high like Mike and just do it And get freaky-deaky on the real Grab the steel in case there's caps to peel In the mix, when I flex the context, beware Like when you're havin' safe sex I continue to get brand new, one, two My mic held tight so I can recite the hype And get busy, my name is Erick Sermon Back for the adventure without Pee-Wee Herman For those who don't know, don't act suspicious While I'm hittin' switches Erick Sermon, Erick Sermon Off and on, off and on, it's on Off and on, off and on, it's on Off and on, off and on, it's on Off and on, off and on, it's on Hittin' switches