Luyện nghe bài hát Knick Knack Patty Wack

Yo, and special guests on my
Is the K

To the S to the

And me, the D, the O to C
The a.k.a., the P the M the D

And me, the E to the D to the O
To the U to the B to the L to the E

time P

To rip the M the I to C

So knick knack wack give a dog a bone
K-Solo (yo) I P the microphone

Nah black (why P?) to his own
So knick knack paddy wack give the dog a
Aiyyo, I E the microphone

It's me, yes the MC Royal
Who loves rappin, and to it I loyal
I can't tell, you ain't caught up in my
You dwell on the other crab MC's fell
Apart from the start, didn't know the art
Of rappin, to keep the people's clappin
But it's me, I the way it should be
The flow slow, me and PMD
And that black, make you real fat
A real swinger, and a real cat
Like a jazz player, or on the accordion
Producing crazy hits like, if I was Gordy and
Here's a tip, to you how to rip
A crab in half, and watch his flip
So me, the E, I come
ammunition, so I don't have to dip
So listen, to this funky lesson
The way I drop it, and the way that I was
So knick knack paddy wack a dog a bone
PMD (yo) I pass the microphone

Yo I pass (why Solo?) to his own
Yo knick paddy wack give a dog a bone
Yo, I P the microphone

As I take the stage, with the fresh dipped
I start to show off, with your hands in the air
Because the older I get, the harder I
my rap-fu style from a rap-fu flick
Of my Bic oh shit another lit
a Jack-o-Lantern, on the Halloween tip
Cause as the bass thumps, VU meters
All pens and pads are drawn, as the teacher
Because a rapper, tried to steal the flow
But the stops here, cause I'mma let you know
No swingin, or knuckles, strictly
Cause as I dust bust, crush, and then
A sucker new jack, no if's and's or but's
You with the good times, we like to roll with Rush
I drive a 'Ratti (I drives a Benz) you the bus
So get out the mustard, crab, because it's time to
And in the act of war, P to let up
On a gonna-be, wanna-be, soon-to-be, whatever's
In any type of weather, cause two of a feather
flock together
So knick paddy wack give the dog a bone
K-Solo, I E the microphone

I (why E? To each his own)
So knick knack paddy give a dog a bone
Aiyyo, I pass the microphone

Yo, my style's aggressive, like a pit terrier
Harder it on wax, the more the merrier
Maestro though, beats for me
So I can rig up a hit and get easily
People, round listen to flow
Yo, so I can prove, that I'm the true
Too suckers, have bit my name in vain
Punk rappers thought I was sleepin, but Solo
To so many places, other faces
That called Solo, I made em erase it
I'm Solo, no name lender or
Yo, I am the Solo the solo contender
Duck MC's, grab my name and bit it
Put it behind they name and ate this up like
I heard on KISS, with Red and Chuck
A said he went Solo, I said, "What the FUCK??!"
My man came over, and said, "Yo, I thought we you"
Joke's on you you a bitin ass crew
They bit my name, I want it back, and a fact
Yo PMD em (damn you shouldn'ta did that)
Now for the record, do I stand for
One lonely rapper on the stage, who gets one, applause
me a break my brother
My name stands for Kevin Self, Left Others
My name's no game for who claim to use my name
In vain cause their name sounds
I remain the same, my flow of won't change yo
The name of the game is for the Solo to explain
I know was where you ran or came
I know your vein I hate name
You're ashamed, playin the game drove you insane
walk around puddles, snow and the rain
With a cane, to gain but shame
And my momentum of the fast flow of rhyme'll get em
The pain of no fame, no title again, nobody but the
to blame
When I S-P-E, L-L, W-E, L-L
People all out there can
Rhymes that I got, or write will
For who don't believe me, can go to H-E-L-L
I'm from C-I, L-I,
Like a B-R-I-D, in the
Don't even T-O-Y to be why
L-I-N-E's belong to
I'm makin veche, rappers imitate
Yo f*ck it, here's to make parties sway
People, I won't take any kind of
Battlin rappers grabbin the mic and usin
household utensils, kitchen appliances (becoming silent and fading away)