Luyện nghe bài hát Crossover

Let's get up, let's get
Roll with the hardcore funk, the sound
get wit this, mackadocious funk material
So simple, when I rock wit the
Who am I (E-D the Green Bandit)
Control my career so I can get stranded
But the rest are gettin Nubian
Changed up they style, jeans to suits and
Thinking about a pop record, somethin' for the station
For a new relation
Ship of a new type of
To go and clock mad green
AKA, a sellout, the rap
Get off that boy, your mission
Come back the block
Pump Color Me to the ah, tick tock
Let them know logo, not a black thing
My background sing, my sing for the crossover

The rap era's control, brother's sellin' their soul
To go gold, going, going, gone, another sold
(To who) To pop and R&B, not the MD
I'm strictly hip-hop, I'll stick to Kid
Funk mode, yeah, kid, how the Squad rolls
I know your is bobbin' cuz the neck knows
(Not other rappers) frontin' on they fans, they ill
Trying to chill, saying "damn, it be to sell a mill"
Thats when the mind to the pop tip
(Kid, you're be large)
Yea right, that's what the company
the black crowds, you're wack now
In a suit, frontin' black lookin' mad foul
I speak for the hardcore (rough, and raw)
I'm outta here, catch me chillin' on my next
From the US to the white cliffs of
underground funk, keep the crossover

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

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