The Surgeon General of Chilltown, New York
Has determined, that the sounds you're about to hear
can be devestating, to your ear..


[Erick Sermon]
Yeah, uh-huh, huh, Long Island

Queens.. Brooklyn, Bronx, Manhattan
Staten.. Y.O., uhh


Yo, E-Dub, I come from the gutter
The Ving Rhames of rap, it's guns or butter
I make things happen, rappin

The game don't wanna act right, we kidnap it
(Get on the floor!) Rob it like Napster
There's gonna be slow-singin and flower bringin so call the pastor

The Roger Moore of the rap game
He's 007, I'm E-Double the veteran, the name
(Erick!) The way I do it is Mean Joe

Green Eyed Bandit, ^!$$% check the pamphlet
On my CD, you won't hear the same
It's two special guests, and the rest is my name

You won't hear the bling, or the champagne - nuttin
You won't hear a ^!$$% on the microphone frontin
And no love songs, I'm not serenadin

I'm just narratin the streets on my beats
I'm a New York ^!$$%, and Strawberry's home
That's a New York ^!$$%, and it gets no bigger

Go figure; ch-ch-check out, check out, check out "My Melody"
Bittin ^!$$%z' style that's a Jayo Felony
I'm a rap pioneer what you tellin me?

This ain't hot in the street, so what you sellin me?
That's a bootleg rap, shake dance Duke
You a fluke, got proof and that's that


[Chorus: Erick Sermon]
Brooklyn, Bronx, Queens, Manhattan (uh-huh)

Chilltown, my ^!$$% what's happenin?
"Chilltown, New York" (chill.. chill.. chill..)
It was all good just a week ago

Suffolk, Nausau, Yonkers, Staten
Chilltown, my ^!$$% what's happenin?
"Chilltown, New York" (chill.. chill.. chill..)


[Erick Sermon]
Yeah, why didn't you make your own music?

You thought Down South records'd do it - nope!
You're you, and that's them
Look in the mirror, that's you, and that's them - find yourself

If 'Pac came back he'd be a mad muh'$#&@er
Now all y'all proceeds should be goin to his mother
{?} get your money, your career was cute

But y'all hoes will soon be exposed, open the doors
The Don King of the rap ring, I bring the mic
Promote the hype, be in Vegas that night, let's fight!

Ding, there's nuttin more to it
I'm takin back the city and that key you got to it - yep
I'm the first one to bounce Down South

A-T-L in ninety-two, I took that route - uh-huh
Real recognize real
Def Squad regime, the rap supreme, that's my team, yeah


[Chorus]