Luyện nghe bài hát Hit the Deck

"I'm the man, the cleaning man
The man, the shoeshine man
I'm a nigger man, watch me

I put the lyrics on the paper the pen
Evil E the records spin
Islam drops the that you rock to
Thought that I would never get Got you
Doggin the floor you know you never done before
How could a brother be so
And still keep you on the floor like a
That's question? 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 on a mission
Step to me fool you're
Minus, gone, pow, you're outta
This ain't no game to me, is my career
me a mic, plug it in, "Bet!"
I be happy til the dancefloor's wet
I ain't no rookie, I'm a vet
E's on the set, hit the deck

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
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
homeboy, your 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 out of control
Look in my face as my roll
in my head and the mic glows red
Step in my and you'll wind up dead
Yo, thanks, I that
I was posessed by this track
Watch out word this ain't no
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 how it's done
"An emcee? Maybe I 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 inkflow
Work and and don't halfstep
Dog the mic every you get
must be kept
Stay and build your rep
Yo so let me demonstrate, rappin as a art
And when I'm finished, you can take this rap
my elements and tactics
First I'm there, and then I'm back to this
I jumble topics, you won't know I'll go
Back in your face a cold but steady flow
You feel the of the Ice in the first row
You know what to say, "HO"
On the mic is a cold vet
E's on the set, hit the deck

I'm in my mode, called the fourth
Or the verse, if you wanna decode
So I raise the heat, hype up the beat
Switch the mic from airtight to
upon the deck, it ain't wet yet
Let me see how hot you can get
Then I'll up the amps, blow out the lights
in darkness, then the mic ignites
Glowin it did before, but even more
The room is lit, the raps are
Evil the records like a psycho with a switchblade
You see a blur that's the
and proud, words bombard the crowd
Look up in the air you see a mushroom
I kick to a musical track
Too fast to catch, too to match
I'm gettin as hype can get
Evil E's on the set! Hit the