Luyện nghe bài hát You're a Customer

[Erick
Knick knack patty whack a dog a bone
Yo, don't give him but a microphone
stop, I'm not finished yet
You said I'm not the E, you wanna a bet?
Remember Lounge, you in the danger zone
I you would, now leave me alone
You pick and you wish on a clover
To be the E double E and over
You're by the way I do my thing
(Do what?) up the mic high and make it swing

I the capability to rap and chill
Cold wax and tax who tend to act ill
It's like a Smack
me and I'll smack you back
I get goosebumps when the thumps
A sucker MC arrives, now time for lunch
When I'm on the scene, I notice one thing
I'm not Bounce, so MC's cling
I consider myself better than
Yo, I rock the mic like a wild savage

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I'm in the state, I can't concentrate
I make a move like chess, and then I "checkmate"
You why I get zanier and zanier?
of EPMD mania
When I walk through the I can see heads turning
I hear voices saying "That's Sermon"
Not only the women, but from the men
You what? It feels good, my friend

I'm the P double E, the Thrilla of
Better as the MC cold killer
PMD cold keeps the place
And if not then we like we owe you something
lotto, you have to be in it to win it
But if the beat is fresh Diamond J will spin it
If J spin it, it has to be fresh
To you dance until there's no one left

you a customer

[Erick
Praying a prey when the fox in action
I blood, no time for maxing
Camoflauge in the green, my is arc
Plus you in trouble it's after dark
My close like Steve Austin, I got you in the square
I won't let you run, nah, that fair
So I clear my visions I can spot him
him by the neck and say "Hmmm I got him"

Whenever MC's, in over your head
My rhymes are hungry plus they been fed
The process of is quite simple
Let you grow like a and pop you like a pimple
you like lettuce, toss you like a salad
Revoke your MC license if your ain't valid
As we go on, MC's sound wacker
Like a says "Polly want a cracker"

[Erick
It was a record test, nothing we handle
At the house they had the mics on the
at the DJ and said "May I?"
Lit it up the Fourth of July
Because I float like a butterfly, sting a bee
Woah, I'm the E of
I have a point of view on the way things run
Just shut up and and learn my son

Absorb ass like Bounty, the quicker picker upper
To tell you up front, nothing but a sucker
The style we're using, no doubt
You try to bite and yet sound
my rhymes like a taylor, floatin' like a sailor
As the P gets stronger, get staler
Not bragging or protagging, not fagging
surrender, raise the flags and
Give up the titles because the are vital
I a voice tuned at a slow and swift idle

You a

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I a man meal sandwich, yes I need Manwich
I feel good, now it's time to do
I feel balanced, you know what I mean?
Wanna rhyme one time, to the steam
When I grab the mic I get dramatic an actor
You know why I get over? I'm the
I do a show, pack it in til it's up
Look for the microphone jam it up

You said you see me jamming in New Tech
You got one right fella, you a check
How did you know, you must been jocking
How do you the places I be rocking?
Don't me fella, every move that I make
I'm now so I'll give you a break
Well search upon me but don't go past the
Here's a card and on the back is my fan digits

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There's two things to check out in the that I'm saying
Plus listen to the time playing
Bro is bad, the he's plucking
Fire rhyme after rhyme, watch MC's and

MC's, the final
You tired, can you go the round?
If you can, slap your hand and give you credit
And if not, I'll around and say "Forget it"

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People say that I'm a party
To tell the I'm a born trooper

You a