Luyện nghe bài hát Check 1, 2

EPMD, Def Jam
it, uhh, huh, yo

It's on the microphone
My be Elektra, I'm the male Syl Rhome
Homes, walk around forty-four chrome
On safety, spike the mic in the end

This here ain't the average shit, you used to
And rounds will shoot you
So knock it off, like Smalls said
"Duke, you soft, why you fuck with the boss?"

should I start? Breakin MCs or shatterin' charts?
It's Diablo, PMD, Mic Doc with the heart
The go-getter, getter, get wit 'er, hit 'er, 'er
Front and back and if she wit it, straight in the

So Heidi, Heidi, Heidi, hydro, pack and ammo

With more cheese than Lambeau, more heat Rambo
Break down, dismantle, I scramble

I get down and I go for mines
Say check 1, 2 and run down the
Inclined to shine with techs and forty-four mags and
Don't get too close because you get shot

I get down and I go for mines
Say 1, 2 and run down the line
to shine with techs and forty-four mags and nines
Don't get too close you might get shot

Uhh, yo, hey and yo!
EPMD with us is bad news
Me and you got views
you might say is dope, I say's not
What I might call wack, you'll hot

The best thing for you is to think and
Or get and hung with the velvet rope
you too theatrical, mess around
And end up smackin' you, jackin' you, you

That's why crucial, so stay neutral to collect the cash
Double beaucoup, just rippin' up is what my crew do
Whatever suits you, out the burner, fuck the shoot through
and smear campaigns with the two-two

Or tech nine that'll chew through waistline
I'm accurate, don't mine, spit on bassline
Run with the potential to be on Dateline
I don't fake mine, you crazy while I pace mine

Yeah, now why y'all wanna mess with the
We've been doin' this shit [unverified]
I make shit that you wanna smack your producer
And ice grill him and make you wanna him dead

And around leakin' in the bed for the weekend
For playin' with the Mohican
[Unverified], that's fuck you in Puerto
Keep when you hear grown men speakin'

Or get smacked, this no game, the shit is serious
Delerious, that's how we leave cats and niggaz
The true legend got caught, shit, you better Kevin
Big like Dog 40 and the Dutch the 7-11

I'm danger Norris, the Texas ranger
The mic strangler, PMD, the fuckin' banger
Mo' skills fo' real for them cats that
Pump a on the reg behind penetentiary steel

I just get down and I go for
Say check 1, 2 and run down the
Inclined to shine with and forty-four mags and nines
get too close because you might get shot