Letra de Generation EFX (feat. EPMD)
Biggidee back from vacation Here to rock the whole nation Diggie Das EPMD invasionDown diffa don down diffa do wiggidee one two Till we do wiggidee rock the Fubu The official launch the missileBlow the whistle at the art official Miggidee mix sure to South Central Forget you like amnesia biggidee 'bove the reefa Cheap but Das came to please yaTake the Bever, now we back, son, tougher action Zoom Das, zoom Das, satisfaction Biggidee back pop popular, hip hoppin' 'em The Hit Squad, Def Squad still rockin' 'emIt's every time we rock a bomb, we get ya mind open The mic's blazin', smokin', he was chokin' We don't remove walls, boom Docks, plus the sua We bring it to ya, we nightmare like Freddy KruegerSo call me drama, trauma, slash comma, no one to bomba E-tracks like [Incomprehensible] from Def Jam The East West check my street breath, no weak steps Or rest with the [Incomprehensible] check my repetoirMangin' on the reservoir, I'm eatin' caviar Ey, yo, I'm really try to do this far EPMD and Das Efx cold blazin' it, no face in it Got the whole world chasin' it, the scream show upNever rock you like my boa, the ill flow up Came back 'cause we knowed ya, another go' round Grab the mic, put the flow down, you court mo' G minus 7, we 'bout to bring nowRepresent my generation Here we go, all we wanna do is flow All we know is get the dough Represent my generation Here we go, all we wanna do is flow All we know is get the doughDiggidee, yes, yes, yo, to the beat yo No matter what the game, before you walk you got to crawl Long term plannin', I make ya bounce like a Mars, line affects candy And let the music play like zanyAnd feeds your eyes and what you never thought you see again Diggidee Das and nigga the EPMD again Ask the mildest skill, we built to puff trees And with ya now Hit Squad, Kansas, the Diggidee suck D'sAll my niggaz squeeze, jiggaz get hot, we freeze Niggaz in the street keep figgaz, can't fuck with these niggaz Show stop us, we off the Baileys and the ruckus Dread not a rasta, I'll be back AstaWhat the deal is, son, ain't this some shit? Caps frontin' for I even come out this bitch You forget who we are? Recognize, we spark the Benz Then split the game to the kidsNow you wanna act like my crew, never happen I've payed the way for rappin', last era You can say what you want, I sit back and front The money, the jewels, the hoe, clothes, you knowFriends and fools can tell ya so about the lyrical, spiritual More it's the miracle, fly individual EPMD and Das Efx might checkin' it Side checkin' itRepresent my generation Here we go, all we wanna do is flow All we know is get the dough Represent my generation Here we go, all we wanna do is flow All we know is get the doughRepresent my generation Here we go, all we wanna do is flow All we know is get the dough Represent my generation Here we go, all we wanna do is flow All we know is get the dough