Nobody's Safe Chump - EPMD

(Erick Sermon) 
Ah yeah  it's the home of the microphone master  Houdini 
I'm dope  some don't believe me 
Unless  I stress and bust a cap from steel 
Aim for the dome  show em that I'm real hardcore 
The underground rapper who's wrecking 
I pack a Smith and Wesson on my right section 
I'm strappep  at all time  Jack 
Nine mills to gap  for a punk suck new jack 
I must stay focus and keep my mind open 
The world's mass confusion, there mad guns smoking 
For punks trying to get respect and yearning 
Mess around and catch a bad one from Erick Sermon 
I'm serious, boy, but not Jermaine Jackson 
I also have a 12 gauge shotgun for action 
So chill, back the hell up and get a grip 
Get off that, thinking that you're all that real quick 
Like the Rude Boys said 
It's written all over your face, punk, nobody's safe 
Nobody's safe chump, so keep your doors locked(4x) 
(PMD) 
It's the hardcore rap music that make your ears ring 
?Joys of funk?, produce a song to make my fans sing 
Singing, swinging, hum along, thump my rap song 
I bet I get wreck on a DL, then the P's gone 
Poof, no phonebooth, cape, or tight suit 
Dress in all black, black skullcap, black down goose 
To hide the mockbird, word, wit the pistol grip 
Squeeze em quick, show who's crossing wit the loose lip 
Cuz loose lips sink ships, don't need a ship to catch a nine clip 
I ain't going out on some bull---- 
Bankshot, corner pocket, now watch me rock it 
Can't mock the rap style so, boy, stop it 
(So what's the name)John Doe, 'K it's a slow flow 
?Swiss miff?, crazy, the boy's loco 
Like Neon Deion Sanders, call him primetime 
(It's the new style) time to get mine 
Cuz nobod