Luyện nghe bài hát Hit Em Hard

Here comes the breakdown,
Move out the way punk, and a seat clown,
the Ice Man slicin', dicin'.
Hittin' Tyson.
So listen to the rhythm I em,
My lyrics got the impact of a Mac
When I'm 'em
Yo, my rhymes flow,
Kickin it like
And I'm like nitro-glis,
Coming a hurricane bliss,
Straight sacking the track a quarterback
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,
With the mic in my hand I got the tights.
to swing it like a Louisville slugger,
Right at the of a sucka,
home run.
how did it feel to the mic hit ya dome, son? Uh!
I tried to make head ring like a church bell.
I put it on ya
I'll make ya well,
'cause you fell my booby traps
No good vibrations,
I'm tired of your raps,
So I eat ya scooby snacks,
An maybe roll you a zig zag
Or smoke you like a mac,
You did I did,
So you're gonna kid,
'cause to me you're still a new kid on the
Get off my jock,
Get off my
Before you get
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 spend three million on your video.
It was and I can admit that,
All money's wasted 'cause your songs wacked,
I stuff to make the people 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 out, then turned out.
I'm gonna comin stong, song after song,
Ya I'd fade, well ya did wrong.
I'm the imperial threat for this fools.
Ha Ha, here comes the beatdown.