Unfinished Business lyrics

[Parrish Smith]
Ah yeah, vacation's over
Suckers still pickin on the four-leaf clover
As I say mic check, EPMD's in effect
Snappin necks and cashin large checks
As I flex then wrecks -- so E, what's next?

[Erick Sermon]
Shazam, let me tell you who I am
The E-R-I-C-K, S-E-R-M-O-N
Call me a lumberjack, or a midland warrior
Doin damage to the world with the Hurricane Gloria

[Parrish Smith]
It's, time, to, party

...

"Now that I got your attention again I want to"

[PMD] Party.. party.. party.. party
* echoes left to right *

[Erick Sermon]
Get up, shake your butts, feel the rhythm of the cuts
Walk around and strut, then a brother push up
and start talkin, girls and boys are hawkin
EPMD is live from New York and

P - Hello hello, may I speak to the E?
E - This is me... is this the doctor M.D.?
Yo P it's kinda early, who's there Laverner and Shirley?
Is it Kate and Allie, or some other girlie?
Well anyway, yo P you know I'm lazy
Callin me this time of hour you must be crazy
P - Excuse me, but I'm sorry E Double
It's a terrible situation and it might cause trouble

[Erick Sermon]
Yo, and special guests on my show
is the K

[K-Solo]
To the S to the O-L-O

[Parrish Smith]
And me, the capital D, the O to C
The a.k.a., the P the M the D

[Erick Sermon]
And me, the E to the D to the O
to the U to the B to the L to the E

[K-Solo]
It's time P

[Parrish Smith]
To rip the M the I to C

[Erick Sermon]
So knick knack paddy wack give a dog a bone

* versions on Greatest Hits differ from the original recordings

[Erick Sermon]
The employees of the year yeah we back to work
I took time off while other rappers got jerked
Due to the fact that they wack in their track
Have to go back and stack 'cause they lack
The ingredients... EPMD and Scratch for that...
*DJ Scratch cuts and scratches*

Verse One: Erick Sermon, Parrish Smith

The employees of the year, yeah we're back to work
I took time off, while all the rappers got jerked
Due to the fact that they're wack and their tracks
Have to go back and stack 'cause they lack
The ingredients . . . EPMD and Scratch for that . . .
*DJ Scratch cuts and scratches*
Yo, I'm the hip-hopper, plus the show shocker

[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)

[Erick Sermon]
Yo, at a hip-hop club was a girl I met
She was hot you can bet, her body dripped with sweat
I kicked it to her, and her name was Kim
She said let's jet because she was ready for the Jim
Browski I doubt thee E would front
so like a real stunt, I rolled the Blunt
She was ready, I could see in her face
She said "let's jet" we went back to her place

[P] Aiyyo whassup E man?
[E] Yo coolin PMD
[P] True true man, I just been lampin man
[P] So what you been up to lately man?
[E] Just been loungin man, knowhatI'msayin?
[P] True true man, yo man, who's your boy over there man?
[E] Oh that's my man from out of town
[P] Oh word man? Yo whassup man? My name is P man
[B] How you doin man? My name is Frankie Anto man

* versions on "Greatest Hits" differ from the original recordings

[E] Yo whassup P?

[P] Yo, whassup E Double?

[E] How bout the crab MC's out there?
[P] No doubt

[E] Tried to mess with The Squadron

[P] Straight up

[E] Knowin they ain't got no wins

[P] Nut-ting, nut-ting

[E] Knahmsayin? Gotta let em know this time

[P] Yeah we got these cats

[Parrish Smith]

Just when you thought it was safe to make records

The rap duo is back, it's time to start wreckin

E Double swingin high *scratch* I'm swingin low

Washin wannabees down, with some H20
As I go blow to blow, toe to toe, flow for flow

(Any has PMD?) Hell no!

I'm blowin rappers off course, like the S.S. Minnow

That's not your rhyme sonny, so please let go my Eggo

[Erick Sermon]

As the wind sets the mood, it's time to let off

A sucker tried to play me, the E I'm not soft

I'm very hardcore, droppin bombs like Warsaw

It reminds me, back in 1984
when I went to a party with the master plan

to step up, and put the mic in my hand

Everybody was there, from junior high to high schools

Dyin to get busy, because I knew I had the tools