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 paper the pen
Evil E makes the spin
Islam the beats that you rock to
Thought that I would never get Got you
Doggin the floor like you know you never before
How could a brother be so
And keep you on the floor like a maniac
That's your Well I'ma answer that
I'm on the mic I'm here to do it right
Ice, the T, airtight
Coolest of the cool, a mack on a
Step to me 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
Evil E's on the set, hit the

Be on the cut
Be on the cut
Be on the cut
And no allowed

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

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You start to think and wonder bout how it's
"An Maybe 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 in your heart, get a pen
stop writin til the inkflow ends
Work and work and don't
Dog the mic chance you get
Motivation must be
Stay and build your rep
Yo so let me demonstrate, as a fine art
And when I'm finished, you can this rap apart
Analyze my elements and
First I'm there, and then I'm back to this
I jumble topics, you won't know where go
in your face with a cold but steady flow
You the power of the Ice in the first row
You already know to say, "HO"
On the mic is a cold vet
E's on the set, hit the deck

I'm in my mode, the fourth episode
Or the last verse, if you wanna
So I gotta the heat, hype up the beat
Switch the mic airtight to elite
Pounce upon the deck, it wet yet
Let me see how hot you can get
I'll turn up the amps, blow out the lights
You're in darkness, then the mic
Glowin like it did before, but more
The room is lit, the are hardcore
Evil cuts the records like a psycho a switchblade
You see a that's the crossfade
Loud and proud, words bombard the
Look up in the air you see a cloud
I kick flavor to a track
Too fast to catch, too to match
I'm hyped as hype can get
E's on the set! Hit the deck