Luyện nghe bài hát Crossover

Let's get up, get down
Roll with the funk, the hardcore sound
Let's get wit this, mackadocious funk
So simple, when I wit the instrumental
Who am I (E-D the Eyed Bandit)
my career so I can never get stranded
But the rest are Brand Nubian
Changed up they style, from to suits and
Thinking about a pop record, made for the station
For a new relation
Ship of a new type of
To go platinum and clock mad
AKA, a sellout, the rap
Get off that boy, your mission
Come back the block
Pump Color Me Badd to the ah, tick
Let them know your logo, not a black
My sing, my background sing for the crossover

The rap era's control, brother's sellin' their soul
To go gold, going, going, gone, another rapper
(To who) To pop and R&B, not the MD
I'm strictly hip-hop, stick to Kid Capri
Funk mode, yeah, kid, how the Squad rolls
I your head is bobbin' cuz the neck knows
(Not like other rappers) frontin' on they fans, ill
to chill, saying "damn, it be great to sell a mill"
Thats when the switch to the pop tip
(Kid, gonna be large)
Yea right, that's what the kicks
Forget the black crowds, you're now
In a zoot suit, frontin' black mad foul
I speak for the (rough, rugged and raw)
I'm here, catch me chillin' on my next tour
From the US to the cliffs of Dover
Strictly funk, keep the crossover

(So whatcha sayin) You go pop goes the weasel
You know you should be the fans wit something diesel
But you insist to piss me off
So I flex the biceps so I can push em
So real hardcore hip-hop continue it
And all sucker MCs down and get the message
So ban the crossover, yo, wit me
(Hit Squad) yea, P, hit me

Another megablast funky style from cross yonder
(So me Rhonda, help, help me Rhonda)
(Yo, from what) the crossover, yea crossing you
Outta here, gone, peace, nice to ya (see ya)
What a way to go out, no clout is what the will shout
Cause you got gassed and took the route
on the scene, chillin', freakin' a funky dope line
But they finish wit you (beep) flatline
say there's no business like show business
But if this the truth, explain why is this
Rappers around long, makin' mad noise you see
Still I haven't seen one rapper livin'
No time to pick and on a four leaf clover
I stick to underground, the crossover