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 give a dog a
(yo) I pass P the microphone

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

It's me, yes the MC Grand
Who rappin, and to it I stay loyal
I tell, you ain't caught up in my spell
You dwell on the crab MC's that fell
from the start, that didn't know the art
Of rappin, to the people's hands clappin
But it's me, I know the way it be
The flow slow, me and PMD
And that black, will make you fat
A real swinger, and a cool cat
Like a jazz player, or on the accordion
Producing crazy hits like, if I was Barry and
Here's a tip, to you how to rip
A in half, and watch his posse flip
So me, the E, I equipped
Heavy ammunition, so I have to dip
So listen, to this funky lesson
The way I it, and the way that I was flexin
So knack paddy wack give a dog a bone
PMD (yo) I pass Solo the

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

As I take the stage, the fresh dipped gear
I start to show off, with throw your in the air
the older I get, the harder I kick
Usin my rap-fu style from a flick
Of my Bic oh shit MC's lit
Like a Jack-o-Lantern, on the tip
Cause as the bass thumps, VU peaks
All pens and pads are drawn, as the teacher
Because a naughty rapper, tried to steal the
But the buck stops here, cause I'mma let you
No swingin, or knuckles, ammo
Cause as I dust bust, crush, and then
A sucker new jack, with no if's or but's
You roll with the good times, we like to roll Rush
I drive a 'Ratti (I drives a Benz) you 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, whatever's
In any type of weather, cause two birds of a
Always flock
So knick knack paddy wack give the dog a
K-Solo, I E the microphone

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

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