Erick Onasis Why Not
			
[E] 
Uh, and you don't stop yeah yeah 
Uh Huh yeah yeah ha ha 
[Slick Rick] 
You know what I'm sayin so I said 
(rick D) 
Uh huh, yeah 
Big Brown uh huh, yeah 
You ready? 
[Erick Sermon] 
Yo, in the Y2K, my chips be micro, unlimited 
Me and Rick D reap the benefit 
Cars, girls, jewels, innocent 
Next year it'll be old, we get rid of it 
Yeah like that, yeah we knock 'em out the box yo 
Money's deep like the gold at fort Knox yo 
Rhyme killer, kill an iller rhyme with no effort 
At you trick a hole your crew (blao!) 
You're mad now huh? You can't stand me 
Now watch when I'm recieving a grammy 
A Soul Train when I'm getting a Sammy 
Davis Junior award, fans applaud 
For me, Erick Onasis, top dog 
The money folder, I'm like Don King's promoter 
Ya'll can't see me I'm ariborne type tuskeegee 
Wicked like the board of Ouija 
When I step in the door things change 
Everything stops like ya freeze frame 
It's mad hot now, Gettin ready to boil 
(Rick the Ruler!) Me, the MC Grand Royal 
Chorus: 
[Erick Sermon] 
ER, Ravishing 
I, impress 
C, courageous or careless 
K, for the Kani's that I got 
That I rock everyday, and why, why not? 
[Slick Rick] 
R is ravishing 
I, impress 
C, courageous or careless 
K, for the Kangol's which I've got 
What I wear everyday, and why, why not? 
[Slick Rick] 
Emotion and hope in the scope 
When the paw print on the button on my brand new garage door opener 
"Ungh", as the double R rips through the gutter 
Even 7 Day Advents scream "that shit's butter!" 
You best remember who's the skipper 
Remember who made girl's joint drop so hard it popped the zipper 
Illusion on no boozin confusion 
Even ghosts like "Ruler I'm scared of you son" 
As I lean and dip, dream might seem a bit odd 
Lights just turned red turn green for Rick (ya know) 
On the deacon, with my stuff in there blastin 
Till the signs on the highway start to wop when I pass them (ohhh) 
Mad bougeoui folk bent, perhaps offend 
Chrome almost made another Rolls have an accident 
The Ruler wildin, La Di Da Di Don is stylin 
On his way to see green eyed buddy on the Island 
(Chorus)