Luyện nghe bài hát Hit the Deck

"I'm the minstrel man, the man
The man, the shoeshine man
I'm a man, watch me dance

I put the lyrics on the paper the pen
E makes the records spin
Islam drops the beats you rock to
Thought I would never get you? Got you
Doggin the like you know you never done before
How could a brother be so
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,
of the cool, a mack on a mission
Step to me fool missin
Minus, gone, pow, you're here
This ain't no game to me, this is my
Throw me a mic, 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 allowed

E-M-C-E-E, I-C-E-T, A-N-D, DJ E
Doggin the deck like it's never been done
You had "more!"
we go, I'm about to blow up
Don't you dare bite my rhymes, make you throw up
soaked in an acid 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 become my soul, I'm goin out of control
in my face as my eyeballs roll
Back in my head and the mic red
in my face and you'll wind up dead
Yo, thanks, I that
I was posessed by this track
Watch out this ain't no joke
A tried to flex and his arm got broke
Don't make a move that you'll
Evil E's on the set, hit the

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You start to think and wonder bout how it's
"An emcee? Maybe I be one"
Drop the thought, get a job, change 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 writin til the inkflow ends
Work and and don't halfstep
Dog the mic every you get
Motivation be kept
down and build your rep
Yo so let me demonstrate, rappin as a 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 know where I'll go
Back in your face with a cold but 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 last verse, if you wanna
So I gotta the heat, hype up the beat
Switch the mic from airtight to
Pounce the deck, it ain't wet yet
Let me see how hot you can get
Then turn up the amps, blow out the lights
in darkness, then the mic ignites
Glowin like it did before, but more
The room is lit, the are hardcore
Evil the records like a psycho with a switchblade
You see a blur the crossfade
and proud, words bombard the crowd
Look up in the air you see a cloud
I kick to a musical track
Too fast to catch, too complex to
I'm gettin as hype can get
Evil E's on the set! Hit the