Luyện nghe bài hát Hit the Deck

"I'm the man, the cleaning man
The pole man, the man
I'm a man, watch me dance

I put the lyrics on the with the pen
Evil E makes the records
Islam drops the beats you rock to
Thought that I would get you? Got you
Doggin the floor like you know you done before
How a brother be so hardcore
And still you on the floor like a maniac
That's your question? Well answer that
I'm on the mic I'm here to do it right
Ice, the capital T,
Coolest of the cool, a mack on a
to me fool you're missin
Minus, gone, pow, you're outta
ain't no game to me, this is my career
Throw me a mic, it in, "Bet!"
I be happy til the dancefloor's wet
I no rookie, I'm a microphone vet
E's on the set, hit the deck

Be on the cut
Be on the cut
Be on the cut
And no mistakes

E-M-C-E-E, I-C-E-T, A-N-D, DJ E
the deck like it's never been done before
You had "more!"
we go, I'm about to blow up
Don't you bite my rhymes, I'll make you throw up
Poison soaked in an acid
Swallow homeboy, your throat'll need a graft
Toss it up, while the DJ as Evil cuts
You wanna what's happenin what?
The beat my soul, I'm goin out of control
Look in my as my eyeballs roll
in my head and the mic glows red
Step in my face and wind up dead
Yo, thanks, I needed
I was posessed by this treacherous
Watch out word ain't no joke
A sucker tried to flex and his arm got
Don't make a move you'll regret
E's on the set, hit the deck

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You start to and wonder bout how it's done
"An emcee? I could be one"
the thought, get a job, change your mind
To be a dope MC time
years of mine, no time for draggin
You be an MC? "Get off the bandwagon!"
But if it's in heart, get a pen
Don't stop writin til the ends
Work and work and don't
Dog the mic chance you get
must be kept
Stay and build your rep
Yo so let me demonstrate, as a fine art
And when I'm finished, you can take rap apart
Analyze my and tactics
First I'm over there, and I'm back to this
I jumble topics, you won't know I'll go
Back in your face with a cold but flow
You feel the power of the Ice in the row
You already know to say, "HO"
On the mic is a cold vet
Evil E's on the set, hit the

I'm in my mode, the fourth episode
Or the last verse, if you wanna
So I raise the heat, hype up the beat
the mic from airtight to elite
Pounce upon the deck, it wet yet
Let me see how hot you can get
Then turn up the amps, blow out the lights
You're in darkness, the mic ignites
like it did before, but even more
The room is lit, the are hardcore
Evil cuts the records a psycho with a switchblade
You see a blur that's the
Loud and proud, bombard the crowd
up in the air you see a mushroom cloud
I kick flavor to a musical
Too to catch, too complex to match
I'm gettin hyped as can get
Evil E's on the set! Hit the