Get Off The Bandwagon - EPMD

Ayo, rapping ain’t your field, you took the wrong trade.

So you’d better get a

grip on them lips, and get off the…

Ayo, yo, yo, I be the P-twice E-M-D

I be the E-double E in the place to be

Ayo what up E man, we in there man?

You know we in there, trying to get paid, you know what I’m saying?

Yo, we gotta step out hard this year

P check this out, this is how it’s going down

There was a Hardy Boy mystery you’re trying to solve

Can’t understand why you got involved

And here’s the clue — try the ghetto master blaster

Now think who causes disaster

Clue number two, you give up?

I figured, it was K La Boss on the cut

He had help, sucka duck and now that’s clue number three

You wrong, 'cause it was EPMD

MCs, get off the bandwagon

I’m not bragging, but tagging

And snagging the biter that tries to imitate

Time to go on strike and demonstrate

On the foe, that does not N-O

That if he pulls my card, I’m good to flow

Toe to toe, blow to blow, without no H2O

Ayo, you want to battle?

I’m good to G-O

Get off the bandwagon (sucka)

Get off the bandwagon

This ain’t a blast from the past, it’s a boomer from the future

Feel free to scream «Ho» or «Yo» if it suits you

While the bass is booming and your face is glooming

Saying the E-double E is def, you’re not assuming

They’re only one of many that think a jealous fellow

Say «yep» and then step because I’m cooler

Hmm… now you’re through, your ho not boo

Or I be on that butt like Krazy Glue

I roll into the party as if I was Five-O

Book investigate the biter like Columbo

Pushing rap for some info in exchange for a jumbo

And when I find a sucka it’s time to play Rambo

Or Commando, you know?

I knew it was the sucka with the new Jackson 5 afro

We rock rhymes then we we run 'em a while

Sucka MCs catch on, then they bite our style

They get confused, dazed, and amused

Sweating and thing because our rhymes they used

Seen us in the crowd, now they’re thrown off course

They run around like a chicken with their heads cut off

Get off the bandwagon

Ayo, man listen when I tell you sucka, get off!

Get off the bandwagon

While my body was swaying, you was saying

«Who is that brother?»

while the record was playing

I felt kinda happy like an ego trip

I had to lounge 'cause my image is hip

My tradition is dissing in this position

And right about now I’m in perfect condition

So don’t get mad, and don’t stop hissing

Don’t say nothing homeboy just listen

No time for playing, sucka MCs I be slaying

Get off the bandwagon, you know what I’m saying?

I devastate the hip-hop scene

Keep the feet moving like a dancing machine

E got my back (yeah) La Boss is on scratch

Meanwhile I’m in groove with the beat on wax

I’m in my own world, no room for distraction

Controlling MCs while La Boss keeps scratching

Get off the bandwagon