Credits
PERFORMING ARTISTS
DJ Scratch
Scratches
Parish "PMD" Smith
Vocals
Erick Sermon
Vocals
COMPOSITION & LYRICS
Parish "PMD" Smith
Songwriter
Erick Sermon
Songwriter
PRODUCTION & ENGINEERING
DJ Scratch
Producer
Parish "PMD" Smith
Producer
Erick Sermon
Producer
Charlie Marotta
Engineer
Howie Weinberg
Mastering Engineer
Ivan''Doc'' Rodriguez
Engineer
Lyrics
[Verse 1]
The employees of the year, yeah, we're back to work
I took time off, while other rappers got jerked
Due to the fact, they wack in their track
Have to go back and stack 'cause they lack the ingredients
EPMD and Scratch for that
Yo, I'm the hip-hopper, plus the show shocker
Down with MD, yes, the microphone doctor
One wrecks, the other destroys
And if you think you're ready to mess
Kill the noise
We don't play when it's time to slay
I get a cup from my homie, yo, then I lay
Back and mack and all the rhymes I pack
And wait for a sucker to jump and then attack
[Verse 2]
Well, I'm known to be the master in the MC field
No respect in '87, '88, you kneel
'Cause I produce and get loose, when it's time to perform
Wax a sucker like Mop and Glow
That's word bond
Smacked a second time, but on a different assignment
And do a sucker new jack who needs a rappin' alignment
'Cause I'm the cream of the crop when it's to do a show
Girlies on my jock for my dope intro
As I glance at E-double, king microphone wrecker
Turn on my cordless, sayin' mic checker to the ladies
And all party goers
Some call me P, then others, slow flower
Brothers on my jock for the way I hold a piece of steel
[Chorus]
So, what you sayin'?
So, what you sayin'?
[Verse 3]
Puttin' heads to bed, straight out the box
MCs are jumpin' out shoes and socks
I'm not playin', understand when I'm sayin'
Catch a sucker in my way and I'm slayin'
Takin' no shorts, showin' vital signs
You can tell my by lines that I'm gettin' mines
In '89, because I'm fine as wine
Sit back and recline, watch the sunshine
Take a stroll, listen to rock and roll
Catch a flick at the movies, dance or bowl
What I choose, I refuse to slack while I'm back
I take a chance, jack, so I must attack
With Knick Knack Patty Wack, so I won't lack
Oh, my style is def and as deadly as crack
[Verse 4]
While I'm slayin', music's playin', a sucker is delayin'
Battle in the trenches with a funky beat playin'
'Cause with a partner like E-Double, don't come a dime a dozen
Not kin or blood-related, but you can call us cousins
'Cause as we climb the charts, better known as statistics
Brothers on my jock while I'm kickin' ballistics
Droppin' hits like I'm Housin', You Gots To Chill and more
The proof is in the pudding
Yo, check the Billboard
People 'round town talkin' this and that
Of how we sound like the R and our music was wack
Dropped the album Strictly Business and you thought we would fold
Thirty days later, the LP went gold
[Chorus]
So, what you sayin'?
So, what you sayin'?
[Verse 5]
Now, party people it's time for the exquisite
No knock, knock, who's that over there or who is it?
It's the E-R-I-C-K, yes, the Boy Wonder
No fouls, no bleeps, no bloops, or no blunders
So hot, so you can say I'm blazin'
Like Luther Vandross says, yo, I am
"So amazing and I've been waiting"
For a sucker to attack, yo, me the E-Double
'Cause me and PMD are like the funky fresh couple
[Verse 6]
I fight fire with fire, that's why most retired
And when we needed a piss boy, you was hired
'Cause you was mesmerized, by that style that we was bringin'
In an all-out battle, P comes out swingin'
'Cause I'm just the type of brother that's out to get mines
And if the odds against me, I still drop lines
And get mines on time, that's why most resign
Sit in my La-Z-Boy chair, relax my head and recline
Sip a Pepsi or Coke, with a twist of lime
Or crack a forty-oh and then I got for mine
[Chorus]
So, what you sayin'?
So, what you sayin'?
[Outro]
Yeah, ah-ah-ah
You can dance away
Written by: Erick Sermon, Parish "PMD" Smith