Payback Ii Lyrics

Payback Ii lyrics

featuring Joe Sinistr

[E Double]
Word em up

[Joe
Sinistr]
Word em up ha ha
Got the E Double right there

[E
Double]
JMJ combined with Grand.. Royal..
Nineteen ninety three ninety
four
Word em up

[Joe Sinistr]
Here we go Joe Sinistr representin
from the joint

Verse One: Erick Sermon

Yo yo I pause for the
cause
I seen niggaz heads busted someone pass the gauze
This rhyme may
affect the skull to a point
and crash the membrane, so you should spark a
joint
*inhale* There I go and now it's Showtime without
KiKi Shepherd,
now the bitch feels neglected
Check the memo, remember you listened to my
demo;
Yeah the one about the fuckin limo?
Rewind because I'm pushed for
time right now
What where when how, my sound's out there like Moscow
I
hear nuttin but the music, raw fusion
No mass confusion or illusion
Blink
blink, blink so what you sayin? I'm not playin
Hey man, yo I caught you
playin
So don't be conspicous, cause you can't get with this
hardcore
scientifical, far from typical
My rap style, is dy-no-mite
It make you
wanna be like the E Double, and not like Mike
Yo, bust my acoustics,
SWING!
Deranged, when I rock the mic I feel strange
Now back to our
program, fuck Batman, bang bang
Sound from the gat-man
Let me quit it,
cause I feel I have shitted
and got mad niggaz widdit
Joe Sinistr
follows
So y'all get my dick, until tomorrow

Chorus: Joe
Sinistr

It's the second payback, payback part II
Yeah, it's the
second payback, the payback part II
Uh-huh, yeah -- it's the second payback,
the payback part II
Uh-huh, yeah -- it's the second payback, payback part
II
It's part II, uhh

Verse Two: Joe Sinistr

And while niggaz
still arrested virgins, I rips it ill
as Erick Sermon's, we's the ones usin
the method slurrin
So Joe Sinistr came through the armed recruit to blank
crews
My six will fix another one greedy
FOREAL, let's peel they hats
back for deal slow
And we'll catch clown, with they pants down REAL
LOW
The screwball better work a RuPaul and switch fast
or we'll be in the
cornfield, killin your bitch ass
And Timb's roam through bad bad odor but it
is home
Wild flex and more sex than Mad Cobra
So take it easy ?just to
mash a kraut? mine's the cheesiest
And I'm sworn to keep their eyes on more
than CBS
I make the Funk Doobie turn to a process
I mob just any nigga, I
don't care who he
I still get doughs, takin off bitches Girbauds
and lamp
with Erick, a champ merit cause I flip foes
See these screws loose, I
repeat, Beetlejuice, Beetlejuice
But stop there goes the third time with the
cock-a-roach
And I get more flows than Vic Tayback
So kids, here come the
second big payback

Chorus 1/2

Verse Three: Erick Sermon, Joe
Sinistr

*tire squeeling sound* I return burnin rubber
The black
African brother, low key so call me undercover
The funkster from the
boonies
I love Muhammad Ali, so FUCK Gerry Cooney
Oops, can't forget,
under a roof from One Nation
*rrraow* Crowd participation
Shit, I'm so
upset, I feel like snappin niggaz neck
but I'ma chill and let Joe get
wreck

My secret recipe put Pepsi on Diet's, uh-huh
The funk dog as I
come low to piss on hydrants
and howl at half moons and White Owls and mad
tunes
Live quite fowl, leavin Lifestyles in bitches bathrooms
I crack
granite, and pack a mass transit it's so weird
My style is more Fear-ed than
Black Planets
And I fuck your shit, suck my dick for explicit
I let clips
at your name, pay rent in your brain
And I gets wicked,
wick-wick-wicked
And keeps a full clip in case the bullets get
evicted
And now to twirl up the fat nigga, seek psychiatric
I devour
worlds and Galactus
I gets mean troop, grabbin Christine around the
block
at sixteen, spittin the green pea soup
And cock nines, when niggaz
got slime, the only men
puffin Nick Nick Nick's- with -elodeon
It's Joe
no diss cause the funk mist flow
Make a mess like Aunt Tess when she leaped
off the sixth flo'
So straighten it out if your knock-kneed
'fore they
draw chalk around the body