[E Double]
Word em up


[Joe Sinistr]
Word em up, ha ha
Got the E Double, right there


[E Double]
JMJ combined with Grand.. Royal..

Nineteen ninety-three, ninety-four
Word em up


[Joe Sinistr]
Here we go, Joe Sinistr representin from the joint


[Verse One: Erick Sermon]

Yo yo, I pause for the cause

I seen ^!$$%z heads busted, someone pass the gauze
This rhyme may affect the skull to a point
and crash the membrane, so you should spark a joint

*inhale* There I go and now it's Showtime without
KiKi Shepherd, now the (*##$ feels neglected
Check the memo, remember you listened to my demo;

Yeah the one about the $#&@in limo?
Rewind because I'm pushed for time right now
What where when how, my sound's out there like Moscow

I hear nuttin but the music, raw fusion
No mass confusion or illusion
Blink blink, blink so what you sayin? I'm not playin

Hey man, yo I caught you playin
So don't be conspicous, cause you can't get with this
hardcore scientifical, far from typical

My rap style, is dy-no-mite
It make you wanna be like the E Double, and not like Mike
Yo, bust my acoustics, SWING!

Deranged, when I rock the mic I feel strange
Now back to our program, $#&@ Batman, bang bang
Sound from the gat-man

Let me quit it, cause I feel I have %#@!ted
and got mad ^!$$%z widdit
Joe Sinistr follows

So y'all get my dick, until tomorrow

[Chorus: Joe Sinistr]


It's the second payback, payback part II
Yeah, it's the second payback, the payback part II

Uh-huh, yeah -- it's the second payback, the payback part II
Uh-huh, yeah -- it's the second payback, payback part II
It's part II, uhh


[Verse Two: Joe Sinistr]


And while ^!$$%z still arrested virgins, I rips it ill
as Erick Sermon's, we's the ones usin the method slurrin
So Joe Sinistr came through the armed recruit to blank crews

My six will fix another one greedy
FOREAL, let's peel they hats back for deal slow
And we'll catch clown, with they pants down REAL LOW

The screwball better work a RuPaul and switch fast
or we'll be in the cornfield, killin your (*##$ $$#
And Timb's roam through bad bad odor but it is home

Wild flex and more sex than Mad Cobra
So take it easy ?just to mash a kraut? mine's the cheesiest
And I'm sworn to keep their eyes on more than CBS

I make the Funk Doobie turn to a process
I mob just any ^!$$%, I don't care who he
I still get doughs, takin off (*##$es Girbauds

and lamp with Erick, a champ merit cause I flip foes
See these screws loose, I repeat, Beetlejuice, Beetlejuice
But stop there goes the third time with the @@#!-a-roach

And I get more flows than Vic Tayback
So kids, here come the second big payback


[Chorus 1/2]

[Verse Three: Erick Sermon, Joe Sinistr]

[tire squeeling sound] I return burnin rubber

The black African brother, low key so call me undercover
The funkster from the boonies
I love Muhammad Ali, so !#@* Gerry Cooney
Oops, can't forget, under a roof from One Nation
[rrraow] Crowd participation

%#@!, I'm so upset, I feel like snappin ^!$$%z neck
but I'ma chill and let Joe get wreck

My secret recipe put Pepsi on Diet's, uh-huh
The funk dog as I come low to piss on hydrants

and howl at half moons and White Owls and mad tunes
Live quite fowl, leavin Lifestyles in (*##$es bathrooms
I crack granite, and pack a mass transit it's so weird
My style is more Fear-ed than Black Planets
And I $#&@ your %#@!, suck my dick for explicit

I let clips at your name, pay rent in your brain
And I gets wicked, wick-wick-wicked
And keeps a full clip in case the bullets get evicted
And now to twirl up the fat ^!$$%, seek psychiatric
I devour worlds and Galactus
I gets mean troop, grabbin Christine around the block

at sixteen, spittin the green pea soup
And @@#! nines, when ^!$$%z got slime, the only men
puffin Nick Nick Nick's- with -elodeon
It's Joe no diss cause the funk mist flow
Make a mess like Aunt Tess when she leaped off the sixth flo'
So straighten it out if your knock-kneed
'fore they draw chalk around the body