Luyện nghe bài hát Hittin' Switches

[shadz of
Yeah, this is colorado shadz of lingo
Kickin it with the funklord himself, e
switches, and we bout to get stupid
So you know, yo e, it

sermon]
Ah one two, hey young world, hey young world {"it's on!"}
Mic check, I go again, check me out
Bust the flavor {"heyyyyyyyyy"} you know my
and rugged -- funk's the contact I hit you with
To make your head split, trip and do a
I it hardcore like an orangutang
I bring it wicked, and freak the funk
Like God damn, yea gnarly, fuckin a
I play-doh, my nickname ain't clay
It's the e double, mackaframa, the grammar
My style is sickening, roseanne-ah
Plus, I'm funky like _atomic
Boy you can't see me, I'm than fog, so
Save that drama, a floppy disk don't risk it
Boo-yaa, my biscuit!
On the mic, I cover angle
A square, to a rectangle
I dat wit a passion, so be it
When I rock the mic it's worth
So cop a squad and bitch
With the e-r-i-c-k, while I'm hittin'

Chorus: sermon (repeat 2x)

Off and on, off and on, on (4x)
switches!

[erick
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 word to mother
I smother, any emcee or brother
Why? I gets busy, who the is he?
The from new york city
You wanna around with the ill bastard
Then get your ass kicked, messin with the
Def squad, now on location, the funky sensation
You wanna step you must be
Punk, why you playin, you
You can't afford, to get choked by the mic
I keep you drunk whiskey, solve the mystery
Ummmm, without christie (there we go)
You think you know _what's on_
Without marvin gaye around, c'mon get down
I spark your brain with all material
And gettin wicked, and let pickett
I break, let me announce - get the bozack
Now we all can bounce, as I'm hittin'

[erick
(switch) back in mode, droppin loads
Watch me explode the devil in me like crossroads
And ding-a-ling-a-ling with the guitar, freak the speech
the contact strong as bleach
Rock the mic make the right, and plus dy-no-mite
So I can fly high mike and "just do it"
And get on the real, grab the steel
In case there's to peel
In the mix, I flex the context, beware
Like when you're havin sex
I continue to get new, one two
My mic tight, so I can recite the hype
And get busy, my name is sermon
Back for the adventure, pee-wee herman
For those who don't know, don't act
I'm hittin' switches