Luyện nghe bài hát Hit the Deck

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

I put the on the paper with the pen
Evil E makes the records
Islam the beats that you rock to
Thought that I never get you? Got you
Doggin the floor like you you never done before
How could a brother be so
And still keep you on the like a maniac
That's question? Well I'ma answer that
I'm on the mic I'm here to do it right
Ice, the T, airtight
of the cool, a mack on a mission
Step to me fool you're
Minus, gone, pow, you're here
This ain't no game to me, is my career
me a mic, plug it in, "Bet!"
I won't be 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
Doggin the deck like it's been done before
You had "more!"
Here we go, I'm to blow up
Don't you dare my rhymes, I'll make you throw up
Poison in an acid bath
Swallow homeboy, your throat'll a skin graft
it up, while the DJ known as Evil cuts
You wanna know what's happenin
The beat my soul, I'm goin out of control
Look in my as my eyeballs roll
Back in my and the mic glows red
Step in my face and you'll up dead
Yo, thanks, I that
I was posessed by this treacherous
Watch out word ain't no joke
A sucker tried to and his arm got broke
Don't a move that you'll regret
E's on the set, hit the deck

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You to think and wonder bout how it's done
"An emcee? Maybe I be one"
Drop the thought, get a job, your mind
To be a MC takes time
Eight of mine, no time for draggin
You be an MC? "Get off the bandwagon!"
But if in your heart, get a pen
Don't stop writin til the inkflow
and work and don't halfstep
Dog the mic every you get
Motivation be kept
Stay down and your rep
Yo so let me demonstrate, rappin as a art
And when I'm finished, you can take this rap
Analyze my elements and
I'm over there, and then I'm back to this
I jumble topics, you won't know I'll go
in your face with 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 stone vet
Evil E's on the set, hit the

I'm in my mode, called the episode
Or the last verse, if you decode
So I gotta raise the heat, hype up the
Switch the mic airtight to elite
Pounce the deck, it ain't wet yet
Let me see how hot you can get
Then I'll turn up the amps, out the lights
You're in darkness, the mic ignites
like it did before, but even more
The is lit, the raps are hardcore
Evil cuts the records like a with a switchblade
You see a blur the crossfade
Loud and proud, words bombard the
up in the air you see a mushroom cloud
I kick flavor to a track
Too fast to catch, too complex to
I'm hyped as hype can get
Evil E's on the set! Hit the