Luyện nghe bài hát Strictly Snappin' Necks

Just when you it was safe to make records
The rap duo is back, time to start wreckin
E swingin high, I'm swingin low
Washin down, with some H20
As I go blow to blow, toe to toe, for flow
(Any has PMD?) no!
I'm blowin rappers off course, the S.S. Minnow
That's not rhyme sonny, so please let go my Eggo

"I voices sayin that's Erick Sermon"

Straight up, right now, I'm on a
face the center and face your competition
As I rock, you jock, and in
And have fear, the E is on the spot
(You the mic handle, Joker, Joker, Joker)
boy, you hit the jackpot
So chill as I flex my and rap talent
Smooth hardcore, no time for love
I'm not kickin the slow jams that's
But nah the hardcore, that the brothers act fool
That's the way I would want stuff
The crowd yellin, and buckwhylin like boy

"EPMD is in town"
No at all boy
"Strictly necks!"
"EPMD is in town"
No at all boy
"Strictly necks!"

Welcome, and all
Crab tried to diss, now it's time to
People, tripped and flipped, we splurged our gift
To get paid off what we made, and uplift
A new way to sway, or should I say
To keep the ladies screamin 'OW', the brothers 'ho'
Now hold the O, and give me an
A kick and a snare, now the light to go
I flex a rhyme on a rapper then to wreck
By break this mic in half, then put him in the and snap his neck
When roll, they say what's the M.O
Another rapper was hit, by Slow Flow
Cause on my second return, I had to come
Takin nuttin but bodies, on the Unfinished tip
I make the music, makes a posse ill
In they Jeeps or playin ball, or to chill
Or at the spot where you hang where it's hot
Drinkin of Old Gold, in the parkin lot
But mainly at a concert where the is packed
Brothers yellin 'ho', girlies on the
The boomin, smoke everywhere
People side to side with they hands in the air
A posse digs the music so they want to
So they troop through the venue, scopin gold
But you in New York, Detroit, L.A. or Miami
Approach with caution, cause brothers pack
In they pocketbooks, and even they jock
You on the brother, and you bound to get popped

"I hear voices sayin Erick Sermon"

Hurry and step right up
The best show on earth, EPMD yea up
And the man on the cut
He who don't believe can get the (macadamia)
So whassup homeboy, any static?
Do we have to draw and get dramatic?
Or can we cool and be jolly old
Or break loose, pull out guns and caps?
Nah, I don't think you want
So I cool, and I bust raps
Like check one two, and you quit
And match a funky rhyme that fits
I say a rhyme and the whole subject
And flow, and freak the whole public
It can't be done, especially by a MC
Who came out the crack
You be mad, in fact, kind of rad
You not a criminal, you soft and I'm bad
Don't to brag, I'm just makin a point
Some say I'm def, the old school say I'm the
Fencin, no half-steppin, straight up and
I gets mine, so you should and lounge when

"EPMD is in town"
No at all boy
"Strictly necks!"
"EPMD is in town"
No at all boy
"Strictly necks!"

SCSU!
in effect
Snappin necks n cashin