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 I givin' em,
My got the impact of a Mac truck
I'm sendin' 'em
Yo, my rhymes flow,
Kickin it like
And I'm like nitro-glis,
Coming like a bliss,
sacking the track like a quarterback
My man Zero is with a killer slice,
I'm up the mic,
Ya right, Vanilla Ice
With the punch,
I put the crunch on
And the funky out of his bunch.
I hit the run
You got to base, son.
I'm in place,
a seat clown for the beatdown.

Uh, the night of the big fight,
With the mic in my I got the grip tights.
Ready to swing it a Louisville slugger,
at the head of a sucka,
Crack run.
how did it feel to the mic hit ya dome, son? Uh!
I tried to your head ring like a church bell.
I put it on ya
I'll make ya well,
'cause you fell into my booby
No good vibrations,
I'm of your boots raps,
So I eat ya like snacks,
An roll you like a zig zag
Or you like a hootie mac,
You did I did,
So you're lose kid,
to me you're still a new kid on the block
Get off my jock,
Get off my
Before you get
For the

Yeh, this is the verse,
Should I say the round.
And its time I knock out class clown.
Sit and take notes
As kicks ballistics withdope lyrics,
Oh a pity, though
'cause ya had to spend million dollars on your video.
It was video and I can that,
All that money's wasted 'cause songs wacked,
I make to make the people gather.
An' let 'em see us in a pit,
I slam dance with ya, Hammer.
Now can I it, of course I can.
yo, you get burned out, then turned out.
I'm keep comin stong, song after song,
Ya thought I'd fade, ya did wrong.
I'm the imperial threat for sound fools.
Ha Ha, comes the lyrical beatdown.