Head Banger - EPMD

[Featuring Def Squad] 
[Redman] Negroes!!!!!!!! 
(repeat 6X) [Hit Squad] The head banger  WHAT? 
[Hit Squad] The head banger 
Parrish Smith gettin wreck 
[Hit Squad] The head banger 
Verse One: Parrish Smith 
Ka rank the boombox as my sound knock from blocks 
as I chill  and bust grills you take snapshots 
of the maniac  dressed in black  carry round a strap 
Kid you play me too close (slow down and catch a cap, POW!!) 
Cause I don't play games, an outlaw like Jesse James 
To hell with the bitches and the so-called fame (uh-huh) 
Strictly biz to hard (kid yeah) as I climb charts 
Bustin ass daily as I compose like Mozart 
Just stand, say you're mad damn, why him? 
Z-oh-one Tonka, five-sixty Benz 
I'm sick and mad deep no shorts and no sleep 
I'm bugged like a tapped phone, hard like concrete 
So get a GRIP and don't SLIP or catch a CLIP 
from the infrared aimed at your head as I blast my TARGET 
The Bozack, I rip up flows that 
make an MC stop and chill and say HE'S ALL THAT 
Hardcore no R&B singer 
Roll with the Hit Squad... down with the head banger 
(repeat 4X) [Hit Squad] The head banger, WHAT? 
"Yeahhh, head crack, head crack" -- Grand Puba, Slow Down 
(repeat 3X) [Hit Squad] The head banger, WHAT? 
Erick Sermon break it down 
[Hit Squad] The head banger 
"Yeahhh, head crack, head crack" 
Verse Two: Erick Sermon 
SURPRISE, you wonder where I've been, I've been workin 
But sounds makin danger, and black birds chirpin 
A real Damian, Omen possessed by the devil 
You dig the rhythm, and I'll play the RUNNIN REBEL 
Changed my style, so I can freak the funk 
Yo pass the Philly, HIT SQUAD spark the blunt 
I got the power, to ramshack a stadium