Total Kaos - EPMD

[Erick Sermon] 
Yo  whassup moneygrip  it's the E on the trip 
Not to Georgia  but Gladys Knight and the Pips 
It's a one way ticket  to the highest plateau 
For a smooth rapper  and for those that flow 
So blow like the wind my friend and take flight 
and "Fly  Like An Eagle"    yeah right 
You can't rock a party and make hands clapper 
Cause you an N.R.er (that means a Non Rapper) 
So give it up sucker duck emcee you're not ready 
to flex yet, or better yet rock steady 
with the E Double, number one on the planet 
Take it for granted, I'm _In Control_ like Janet 
I'm in command, plus full of fun 
but don't play me, cause if you do you gettin done 
And that my son comes to one conclusion 
Total chaos.. no mass confusion 
[Parrish Smith] 
Knock knock (aiyyo, who is it?) 
The one who storms on rappers just like a snow blizzard 
Yes the micraphone doctor's back makin housecalls 
to crab emcees, who claim to have the balls 
to flex with the man, with the rep for snappin necks 
I'm not the one son, so don't pose or make threats 
The PMD, yeah Paid and Makin Dollars 
Stranglin emcees with the micraphone cord and make em holler 
I'm like, Quick Draw McGraw when I blast past 
an emcees ass, then trash crash to smash his ass 
and play his ego, while I sip a forty-oh 
And count my cashflow, because I'm on the go 
And aiyyo I don't joke, and that you can bet 
I flex a rhyme on a rapper, play his posse and step 
Like I said in _Strictly Biz_ I'm known to cause an illusion 
to create total chaos.. no mass confusion 
[Erick Sermon] 
No magic tricks, Houdini, or I Dream of Jeannie 
or dissapearing acts from here to Tahiti 
It's a one two three count, and I'm knockin out