Luyện nghe bài hát Brothers from Brentwood L. I.

Verse erick sermon

Epmd fans stay focused, e's about to it
Hardcore, but not rough enough to it
So relax and chill, get down with the
And like damon wayans, we're living in black
Sheik, the make em freak
A unique technique, flavors like black sheep
You know my style's mad rugged, you it
You heard the funk before the e was discovered
I'm bad, wrangler, mic strangler
Funk arranger, e.d's
We make the sounds that you *owwwww!*
Make you scream like james brown so I can rock a town
I'm real swift, I light to a skip
I rock the party all night, the crowd my shit
I leave at sundown, walk away
Cool, and keep mental like bivins
I find the hit squad, and stop buckwhylin
Chump, i'ma...

Verse two: smith

Peace to the posse, ok you got me
Another rap about to o.d.
Beat fiend from the hard scene
You know the kid in the s-o with the fog beam
Skins I mingle girls are simple
'i'll be gentle, be very gentle'
bug on my rap skill boy, because it's mental
Squaad is mad truck, quick to a duck
No bluff, your neck'll get so kill the ruff stuff
my town home of beatdowns
Dress is don't care so take a chill clown
Smallest place on the map bustin big caps
Where troop tim boots and baseball caps
That's I'm from chump, still buckwhylin
it hobbes, cause i'ma

Verse three: erick sermon, parrish

Now time for me the e to rock it loco
No to guess homeboy, you know my vocals
Gimme a break to focused on my tape
I'm more than great, I got the key to my
I'm rough brillo, I bust like a pistol
The b-boy form is mil or is til
The underground sound be for the new jacks
Who you baby? I'm not bo jackson, get the bozack

Yeah, bo-e-oh-e-o-zack, the format
underground, just like amtrak
Word to herb got more than pittsburgh
So easy with the comments, or boy you get served
I'm cock-d you dancin like ali
the dough you know and then I'm swayze
On the downlow, no profilin or
Bust it kid, cause