Lirik Lagu Please Listen To My Demo * Epmd
* Versions On "Greatest Hits" Differ From The Original Recordings
[P] Uhh Yeah Knahmean?
Just Kick Back In The Studio With My Man E Double ?
[E] Yeah Yeah
[P] Just Thinkin Back To Yo How Large We'd Be Knahmean?
Yeah To Them Cats Out There Hustlin Them Demos
Keep The Faith Keep Hustlin Knahmean E?
[E] Yeah Yeah Yeah Yeah
[P] I'ma Lace Em Like This Check It
Verse One: Parrish Smith
I Was Coolin In My Car One Day You See
Clockin A Double Nickel On The L-I E
When It Dawned On Us That It Was, Ten O'clock
Turned On The Tunes To Hear The DJ Rock
The Hands Got To Clappin, The Fingers Start To Snappin
E Now Was Coolin, Brooklyn Spirits We Was Snappin
Comin In And Out Of Fantasies On How Large We Can Get
Coolin In Rocks And Benzes With The Ground Effect Kits
I Wanted Black, E Was On The Two-tone
Stupid Boomin System With The Hand-free Phone
The Dream Gets Better And I Would Like To Go On
But I Was Brought Back To Reality By A Toot Of A Horn
Smoke Everywhere, Oh Just What We Needed
A Meeting At Twelve, And The Car Overheated
Feelin Real Low, Low Enough To Die
Holdin Up Traffic, On The FDR Drive
We Had To Play Ourselves, In The Fresh Dipped Gear
E Double Had To Push While MD Steered
There Went Our Dreams, To Cool With Golden Limos
And Alls We Kept Sayin Was Please Listen To My Demo (listen To My Demo)
Please Listen To My Demo (3X)
Please-please-please-ple-please Listen To My Demo
Verse Two: Erick Sermon
In The Year Eighty-seven When We First Took Off
Then I Jumped On P-6-8 And Broke North
Walked The Big City Streets Of Manhattan
Buildings, The Whole Nine Yards, So Enchantin
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[P] Uhh Yeah Knahmean?
Just Kick Back In The Studio With My Man E Double ?
[E] Yeah Yeah
[P] Just Thinkin Back To Yo How Large We'd Be Knahmean?
Yeah To Them Cats Out There Hustlin Them Demos
Keep The Faith Keep Hustlin Knahmean E?
[E] Yeah Yeah Yeah Yeah
[P] I'ma Lace Em Like This Check It
Verse One: Parrish Smith
I Was Coolin In My Car One Day You See
Clockin A Double Nickel On The L-I E
When It Dawned On Us That It Was, Ten O'clock
Turned On The Tunes To Hear The DJ Rock
The Hands Got To Clappin, The Fingers Start To Snappin
E Now Was Coolin, Brooklyn Spirits We Was Snappin
Comin In And Out Of Fantasies On How Large We Can Get
Coolin In Rocks And Benzes With The Ground Effect Kits
I Wanted Black, E Was On The Two-tone
Stupid Boomin System With The Hand-free Phone
The Dream Gets Better And I Would Like To Go On
But I Was Brought Back To Reality By A Toot Of A Horn
Smoke Everywhere, Oh Just What We Needed
A Meeting At Twelve, And The Car Overheated
Feelin Real Low, Low Enough To Die
Holdin Up Traffic, On The FDR Drive
We Had To Play Ourselves, In The Fresh Dipped Gear
E Double Had To Push While MD Steered
There Went Our Dreams, To Cool With Golden Limos
And Alls We Kept Sayin Was Please Listen To My Demo (listen To My Demo)
Please Listen To My Demo (3X)
Please-please-please-ple-please Listen To My Demo
Verse Two: Erick Sermon
In The Year Eighty-seven When We First Took Off
Then I Jumped On P-6-8 And Broke North
Walked The Big City Streets Of Manhattan
Buildings, The Whole Nine Yards, So Enchantin
T
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