Luyện nghe bài hát Erick Sermon

[erick
Owww!
Word em up, em up yo
Yeah yeah, em up like dat
Erick sermon's in
Def squad, that's the
One more word

Yeah, mackadocious

This is my openin, e comin at ya style
Versatile, wild with my profile
the microphone, on my own
Freakin it, with the ill tone
Outspoken, here's a of my appreciation
I bring like jason
Who can see me? you ask superman
For his vision, cause I'm on a fuckin mission
my skills, and I rearrange your fuckin grill
Will kill if I to get ill
Get away, on, and step
Like the s1's, my crew carry big guns
To blow up, in the range
And I'm bad as michael jackson, even though he +dangerous+
E double with the funk shit
This is it, so get with the skit

Who am I e.d. the eyed bandit
Who am I e.d. the green bandit
Heyyyyyy, erick (word, that's my motherfuckin name boy)
Who am I e.d. the eyed bandit
Who am I e.d. the green bandit
Heyyyyyy, erick

this out!
I still get loose in the rap booth
I I can, I can like a train caboose
Smoke up the scene when I be rappin
I it blacken yo, and make things happen
I'm like the michael jackson of rap
I'm bad, plus I moonwalk over
I am still, so
I flex, and get funky for the occasion
Superstitious, so I kill black cats and all
And em down with the gat
E double in the don't you know me
What's up homey loc, step and you get
I a dream like martin luther king
one day, yo, I can do away
With the pitiful, and the wack mc's
Seperate the ocean, and em in between
my nuts, hold em, becaues they're golden
With more wins hulk hogan
It's the future, of a dope
On the rise, the is my green eyes

Who am I e.d. the eyed bandit
Who am I e.d. the green eyed
Heyyyyyy, sermon (word, that's my motherfuckin name boy)
Who am I e.d. the eyed bandit
Who am I e.d. the green bandit
Heyyyyyy, erick

Aowww, three!
Shhhhh, quiet, rap style's tired
The stores can't it, the fans won't buy it
Hell no - even if it was sold at an
Boy get rid of it, an abortion
Word is bond, you made a
And struck out, while I'm home safe at the
Def squad, act you know, backed by russell
And that to me means dough
look -- I've been rich and I've been poor
Now I'm back in the hardcore
So whattup peace to the crew
Def in the house gettin wrecktafied beaucoup
Motherfucker!

Who am I e.d. the green eyed
Who am I e.d. the green eyed
Heyyyyyy, erick (word, that's my motherfuckin name boy)
Who am I e.d. the green eyed
Who am I e.d. the eyed bandit
Heyyyyyy, sermon

dat!