God Sent

[Redman] Let me clear my throat! {*scratched: "hey hey hey"*} Kick it over here baby pop! {*scratched: "one two"*} Feel the beat... mmm DRRRRROP! [Erick Sermon] Look, some of y'all had chance to witness Every year I appeared on top hitlist I produced, half the rap world A third of R&B, no help just me (YO!) Just me on the rhyme, just me on the beat Just me in the lab, just me in the street Most knew it, my accolades stacked high Appalachian, Mountain placin them Top ten, I'm rap's elite, so street If you can't recite the realness, don't speak (YO!) My sound help cats through bids Half the industry rhymes on somethin I did I target, one market Underground shit to start arguments about who's dope Hip-Hop kids, like crackheads They fiend for this, like he's a genius No I'm God sent [Hook 2X: Erick Sermon] Yes I'm one of God's children Erick, I'm blessed with a gift, yeah I "Walk This Way" Run-D.M.C. style and Jay, you see like trust I'm God sent [Erick Sermon] Yeah, I'm on a 15 year spread Retire from the game when I'm dead For now I'm livin, I'mma keep givin This Boogie Down Production for Scott LaRock Peace, to Biggie, Pun, Big L and 'Pac Freaky Tah, Eazy-E, and the rest that dropped {Redman: "DRRRRROP!"} For those who wonderin, it's no other Five times on The Source, I graced the cover So save your opinion, you wanna hear that old "You're a Customer" type flow, when I rhyme slow That was 15 years ago - if you wanna hear that Then buy that tape, and hear that flow (YO!) Jah said somethin like you have to grow Can't stagnate the flow, cause you said so I walk this way, cause I've paid dues I'm a giant, and you need platform shoes Talk to me [Hook] [Erick Sermon] Okay last bomb, so I'mma let this go Been fresh since Doug and Ricky did "The Show" (YO!) And you act like E's not able You ain't said nuttin, put the cash on the table I'm from the era of battle, LL, Moe Dee Who held the mic when you held the rattle But you frontin like E's not happenin Like Run told me, "I'm the reason why you rappin" Feel my spirit, so powerful that the dead can hear it I'm Raw, got the wrath of Kane Look in the mirror it's the man Not the one that Michael Jackson was searchin It's me Erick Sermon Rest in peace to Jam Master Jay