Luyện nghe bài hát Hittin' Switches

Yeah, this is Kolorado Shadz of Lingo
it with the Funklord himself, E Double
Hittin' and we 'bout to get stupid
So you know, yo E, it
Ah yeah, one, two, hey young world, hey young
Mic check, here I go again, me out

Bust the flavor, you know my
Rough and rugged, the contact I hit you with
To make your split, trip and do a backflip
I swing it hardcore an orangutan
I bring it wicked and freak the funk

goddamn, yeah dude, gnarly, fuckin' A
I don't Play-Doh, my nickname Clay
It's the E Double, mackaframa, bust the
My style is sickening, Roseanne-ah

Plus, I'm funky like Dog
Boy, you can't see me, I'm thicker fog
So save that drama, a floppy disk, don't risk it
Boo, yaa, my biscuit

On the mic, I every angle
A square, to a rectangle
I dat wit a passion, so be it
When I the mic, it's worth seein'
So cop a and parlay, bitch
With the E R I C K I'm hittin' switches

Sermon, Erick Sermon
Off and on, off and on, on
Off and on, off and on, on
Off and on, off and on, on
Off and on, off and on, on
Hittin'

Ah shit, it's part two, on with the funk
So ring the alarm, ding, while I the bomb on the country
E's gettin funky word to
I smother any emcee or so-called

Why? I busy, who the hell is he?
The roughneck New York City
You wanna mess around with the ill
Then get ass kicked, messin' with the clique

Def Squad, now on location the funky sensation
You wanna you must be freebasin'
Punk, why you playin'? You
You afford to get choked by the mic cord

I keep you drunk like whiskey, solve the
Umm, without Agatha
You think you know what's on
Without Gaye around, c'mon, let's get down

I your brain with all funk material
And wicked, and let Wilson Pickett
Before I break, let me announce, get the
Now we all can bounce as I'm switches

Sermon, Erick Sermon
Off and on, off and on, on
Off and on, off and on, on
Off and on, off and on, on
Off and on, off and on, on
switches

Back in effect mode, droppin'
Watch me explode the devil in me like crossroads
And ding-a-ling-a-ling with the guitar, freak the funk
the contact strong as bleach

Rock the mic, make the vibes right and dy-no-mite
So I can fly high like and just do it
And get on the real
Grab the steel in case there's to peel

In the mix, when I flex the context,
Like you're havin' safe sex
I continue to get new, one, two
My mic held tight so I can recite the

And get busy, my name is Sermon
for the adventure without Pee-Wee Herman
For those who don't know, don't act
While I'm switches

Sermon, Erick Sermon
Off and on, off and on, on
Off and on, off and on, on
Off and on, off and on, on
Off and on, off and on, on
Hittin'