Luyện nghe bài hát Knick Knack Patty Wack

Yo, and special guests on my
Is the K

To the S to the

And me, the D, the O to C
The a.k.a., the P the M the D

And me, the E to the D to the O
To the U to the B to the L to the E

time P

To rip the M the I to C

So knick knack paddy wack a dog a bone
K-Solo (yo) I P the microphone

Nah black (why P?) to his own
So knack paddy wack give the dog a bone
Aiyyo, I E the microphone

It's me, yes the MC Grand
Who loves rappin, and to it I stay
I can't tell, you caught up in my spell
You dwell on the other crab that fell
Apart the start, that didn't know the art
Of rappin, to keep the hands clappin
But it's me, I know the way it be
The slow, like me and PMD
And black, will make you real fat
A swinger, and a real cool cat
a jazz player, or someone on the accordion
Producing crazy like, if I was Barry Gordy and
Here's a tip, to you how to rip
A in half, and watch his posse flip
So me, the E, I come
ammunition, so I don't have to dip
So listen, to this fresh lesson
The way I drop it, and the way I was flexin
So knick knack paddy wack give a dog a
PMD (yo) I pass the microphone

Yo I pass (why Solo?) to his own
Yo knick knack paddy wack give a dog a
Yo, I P the microphone

As I the stage, with the fresh dipped gear
I start to show off, with throw your in the air
Because the I get, the harder I kick
my rap-fu style from a rap-fu flick
Of my Bic oh another MC's lit
a Jack-o-Lantern, on the Halloween tip
Cause as the bass thumps, VU meters
All pens and pads are drawn, as the speaks
Because a naughty rapper, tried to steal the
But the stops here, cause I'mma let you know
No swingin, or knuckles, strictly
Cause as I dust bust, crush, and rush
A sucker new jack, with no if's and's or
You roll with the good times, we like to with Rush
I a 'Ratti (I drives a Benz) you ride the bus
So get out the mustard, crab, because it's to catch-up
And in the act of war, P to let up
On a gonna-be, wanna-be, soon-to-be, clever
In any type of weather, two birds of a feather
Always flock
So knick paddy wack give the dog a bone
K-Solo, I pass E the

I (why E? To each his own)
So knick knack wack give a dog a bone
Aiyyo, I Solo the microphone

Yo, my aggressive, like a pit bull terrier
it sounds on wax, the more the merrier
Maestro though, releases for me
So I can rig up a hit and get paid
People, round listen to flow
Yo, so I can prove, that I'm the true
Too many suckers, bit my name in vain
Punk thought I was sleepin, but Solo came
To so places, other rappers faces
That called theirself Solo, I made em it
I'm Solo, no lender or pretender
Yo, I am the Solo the solo contender
Duck MC's, grab my and bit it boldly
Put it behind they name and ate up like ravioli
I heard on KISS, with Red Alert and
A rapper he went Solo, I said, "What the FUCK??!"
My man over, and said, "Yo, I thought we heard you"
Joke's on you you heard a bitin ass
They bit my name, I want it back, and a fact
Yo PMD em (damn you shouldn'ta did that)
Now for the record, do I stand for
One lonely rapper on the stage, who gets one, applause
Give me a break my
My name stands for Kevin Self, Organization Others
My no game for those who claim to use my name
In vain their name sounds plain
I remain the same, my flow of won't change yo
The name of the game is for the real Solo to
I don't was where you ran or came
I your vein I hate your name
You're ashamed, playin the game drove you insane
That walk around puddles, and the rain
With a cane, nothin to but shame
And my of the fast flow of rhyme'll get em tamed
The pain of no fame, no title again, but the real
to blame
When I S-P-E, L-L, W-E, L-L
People all out there can
Rhymes that I got, or write will
For those who believe me, can go to H-E-L-L
I'm C-I, L-I, F-L-Y
a B-R-I-D, in the S-K-Y
Don't even T-O-Y to be why
L-I-N-E's belong to
I'm makin veche, some imitate
Yo f*ck it, Solo here's to make sway
People, I won't take any of losses
Battlin rappers the mic and usin resources
Like household utensils, kitchen appliances (becoming and fading away)