Pioneers

And you don't quit

Yeah pioneers one time (one time two times)

Yeah Erick Sermon boy

Yeah we rap where you at? (mic check)

"Check this out!"

Hey yo who want to step up and get their cranium cracked

From my man Louis from the Ville Slugger baseball bat

Cock back gats, cause rugged apparel's where it's at

So stand back, we flash a nine before the jack and squeeze triggers

Blazin' at one hit wonder niggas like Smoothe Da Hustler

I still sneak over and fuck your babysitter

No quitter, microphone's my transmitter

Which clocks figures, in return, the track's the Gold Digger

Huh me? I buy ice for no one

Rap shogun, so I bought myself a gun

Yeah Dunn, ain't the one to be steppin' to son

I agree with Slick Rick, you cats is crumbs

My squad gets Dumb and Jim Carrey you ought the buildin'

Messin' around with God's children

I take action, like film crews

You against me, face to face, you'll lose!

Here comes two big pioneers, Rolex watches

Cars by the pairs, in stock we got shares

"That's right!"

Legendary, hardcore be-boy is the pedigree

P and I don't stop, we don't quit, who's seein' em?

On tracks, we Ruff Ryde like D and them

Then case the joint, like an agent, that's secret

Cats hate, so we on point frequent

E keep it decent, had to smack a dude recent

Right down the block, from the precinct

See you a punk, that talk too lenient

When I speak to a motherfucker, I MEAN IT!

So Open Sesame, and let down the main gate

But before you scream EPMD, you should wait

Cause we roll with a posse, from Strong Long to Canarsie

QBC, Boogie Down Bronx, back to Marcy

Pass that kiko, I drop a verse that sound slick yo

And your chick know, P's hungry, like the hippos

Suck on no nipples, but duck cats, quick to stick you

Like a pin-up, workin' out, and doin' chin-ups

Huh, hey yo my style flows, say it liquidates

It's best when it hits the beat and catch the breaks

Two time felon, fuck aroud with me

And my man pussycat and catch two to the melon!

Then I be like, "Yep yep," just like Teddy, Raw like Eddie

Sweaty, when I hold shit down and bake like Betty

And when I want things to move, I blink like Bewitched

To handle shit in the dark, red lights, with the laser hit