Luyện nghe bài hát Hit Em Hard

Here the lyrical breakdown,
Move out the way punk, and take a clown,
the Ice Man slicin', dicin'.
Hittin' Tyson.
So to the rhythm I givin' em,
My lyrics got the impact of a Mac
When I'm 'em
Yo, my funky flow,
Kickin it like
And I'm exploding nitro-glis,
Coming like a bliss,
Straight sacking the track like a
My man is back with a killer slice,
I'm up the mic,
Ya right, Vanilla Ice
twice the punch,
I put the crunch on
And take the out of his bunch.
I hit the run
You got to base, son.
I'm in place,
a seat clown for the beatdown.

Uh, tonight's the of the big fight,
the mic in my hand I got the grip tights.
Ready to swing it like a slugger,
at the head of a sucka,
Crack run.
how did it to have the mic hit ya dome, son? Uh!
I to make your head ring like a church bell.
I put it on ya
I'll ya hurt well,
'cause you fell my booby traps
No more vibrations,
I'm of your boots raps,
So I eat ya scooby snacks,
An maybe you like a zig zag
Or smoke you like a mac,
You did I did,
So you're gonna kid,
'cause to me you're a new kid on the block
Get off my jock,
Get off my
you get dropped
For the

Yeh, is the last verse,
I say the last round.
And its time I out another class clown.
Sit down and notes
As Vanilla kicks ballistics lyrics,
Oh waht a pity,
'cause ya had to three million dollars on your video.
It was and I can admit that,
All money's wasted 'cause your songs wacked,
I make stuff to make the gather.
An' let 'em see us in a pit,
I wanna dance with ya, Hammer.
Now can I kick it, of I can.
yo, you will get burned out, turned out.
I'm gonna keep comin stong, song song,
Ya thought I'd fade, ya did wrong.
I'm the threat for this sound fools.
Ha Ha, here the lyrical beatdown.