Lyrics EPMD – Get Off The Bandwagon
Text:
Ayo, what’s up E Double?
Yo, whole thing man, got a lot of customers out there man, trying
To get paid off what we made.
Ayo, rapping ain’t your field, you took the wrong trade. So you’d better get a grip on them lips, and get off the…
-Ayo yo yo, I be the P twice E M D
-I be the E double E in the place to be
-Ayo what up E man, we in there man?
-You know we in there, trying to get paid, know what I’m saying?
-Yo, we gotta step out hard this year
-Pee check this out, this is how it’s going down
There was a Hardy Boy mystery you were trying to solve
Can’t understand why you got involved
Now, here’s a clue, try the ghetto master blaster
Now think who causes disaster
Clue number two, you give up?
I figured, it was K La Boss on the cut
He had help, sucker duck, now that’s clue number three
You wrong, cause it was EPMD
MC’s, get off the bandwagon
I’m not bragging, but tagging
And snagging the biter that tries to imitate
Time to go on strike and demonstrate
On the fo, that does not N-O
That if he pulls my card, I’m good to flow
Toe to toe, blow to blow, without no H2O
Ayo, you want to battle? I’m good to G-O
Get off the bandwagon
Sucker
Get off the bandwagon
This ain’t a blast from the past, it’s a boomer from the future
While the bass is booming and your face is glooming
Saying the E double E is def, you’re not assuming
They’re only one of many that think a jealous fellow
Say «yep» then step ’cause I’m cool and mellow
«Hmmm» now you’re through, you’re how not who
Or I’ll be on that butt like Krazy Glue
I roll into the party as if I was Five-O
Book investigatin a biter like Columbo
Pushing rap for some info in exchange for a jumbo
And when I find a sucker it’s time to play Rambo
Or play Commando, you know?
I knew it was the sucker with the Jackson 5 afro
We rock rhymes then we we run ’em a while
Sucker MC’s catch on, then they bite our style
They get confused, dazed and amazed
Sweating and thing because our rhymes they used
Seen us in the crowd now they own their cost
They run around like a chicken with their heads cut off
They’re on the bandwagon
Ay yo, man, listen, what I tell You Sucker, get Off
Get off the bandwagon
While my volume was swaying, you were saying
«Who was that brother?» while the record was playing
I felt kinda happy like an ego trip
I had to lounge cause my image is hip
My tradition is dissing in this position
And right about now I’m in perfect condition
So don’t get mad, and don’t stop hissing
Don’t say nuttin homeboy just listen
No time for playing, sucker MC’s I be slaying
Get off the bandwagon, you know what I’m saying?
I devastate the hip-hop scene
Keep the feet moving like a dancing machine
E got my back (yeah) La Boss is on scratch
You wild on the groove with the beat on wax
I’m in my own world, no room for distraction
Controlling MC’s while La Boss keeps scratching
Get off the bandwagon
