Can't Hear Nothing But the Music

It's a fact, I'm mad hard like a jail yard

I'm sick, slow, call me a retard

Can't hear nothing but the music, I'm slippin'

Dark as hell, hear water drippin'

Parrish Smith, mentally sick

Serial rap killer like Dave Berkowitz

Yes, the Son of Sam, and I'll be goddamn

To take a force and get the balls to watch me slam, man

The exquisite rap wizard from the boondocks

My tune knock watts, been known to cause brain lock

With no riff raff, smooth like Shaft

Breakin' bones in the rap zone, chill or get smoked mad fast

Can't stop us from buggin' because we're trippin'

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 trippin' (I'm slippin')

Can't hear nothing but the music, I'm slippin'

Can't hear nothing but the music, I'm slippin'

Breaker, one, nine, breaker, one, nine, mayday

Call for backup, it's Erick Sermon's payday

No illusion, just mass confusion

Dull raps, I dutch them, from the funk production

I, the Afro-American, black citizen

To make you scream loud as hell like Sam Kinison

No one can stop me

Like Rocky

The combination, the jab, the uppercut

Mad footwork from the rappin' expert

Bust a move, I'm worth about a million cash bucks

Say what? Damn right, shut the hell up

I fought MC's, word up, and watch 'em grown up

Play 'em like Dunkin', then pass out donuts

Then I freak the funky style and I use it

MD and hear nothing but the music

Can't hear nothing but the music, I'm slippin'

Can't hear nothing but the music, I'm trippin' (I'm slippin')

Can't hear nothing but the music, I'm slippin'

Can't hear nothing but the music, I'm slippin'

What's this? Another funky hit from the squad, kid

I get mad props like Sonny Crockett

You know it's the smooth rap flow that clocks the P, though

Can't stop know (Why?) 'cause I'm diesel

EPMD back in effect on your rap set

Fourth cassette, more deadly than a bomb threat

Can't stop us from buggin' because we're trippin'

Can't hear nothing but the music, I'm slippin'

Slate, take two, action, the main attraction

(Who's bad?) I'm bad like Michael Jackson

Got more tricks than any kung fu flick

Understand, I'm rough and tough as Jackie Chan

My technique, the drunken mic, grasp it right

I'm teachin', P-S-Y-C-H-E, psyche

I'm slammin', the dopest **** from the underground

Out the basement, now world renown

Rockin' systems, cuss and jock a victim

If we catch flack from a punk, you bet we dis him

Then I freak a funky style and I use it

Kid, can't hear nothing but the music

Can't hear nothing but the music, I'm slippin'

Can't hear nothing but the music, I'm trippin' (I'm slippin')

Can't hear nothing but the music, I'm slippin'

Can't hear nothing but the music, I'm slippin'