Luyện nghe bài hát Knick Knack Patty Wack

Yo, and guests on my show
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 knack paddy wack give a dog a bone
(yo) I pass P the microphone

Nah black (why P?) to his own
So knick knack 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 loyal
I can't tell, you ain't up in my spell
You on the other crab MC's that fell
Apart the start, that didn't know the art
Of rappin, to keep the hands clappin
But me, I know the way it should be
The slow, like me and PMD
And that black, make you real fat
A real swinger, and a real cat
Like a player, or someone on the accordion
Producing crazy hits like, if I was Gordy and
a tip, to show you how to rip
A crab in half, and watch his flip
So me, the E, I equipped
Heavy ammunition, so I have to dip
So listen, to this fresh lesson
The way I drop it, and the way that I was
So knick knack paddy give a dog a bone
PMD (yo) I pass the microphone

Yo I (why Solo?) to each his own
Yo knick knack paddy give 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
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
Like a Jack-o-Lantern, on the tip
Cause as the thumps, VU meters peaks
All pens and pads are drawn, as the speaks
Because a naughty rapper, to steal the flow
But the buck stops here, I'mma let you know
No swingin, or knuckles, strictly
Cause as I bust, crush, and then rush
A sucker new jack, no if's and's or but's
You roll with the times, we like to roll with Rush
I drive a 'Ratti (I a Benz) you ride the bus
So get out the mustard, crab, it's time 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 knack paddy wack give the dog a bone
K-Solo, I E the microphone

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

Yo, my style's aggressive, like a pit terrier
Harder it sounds on wax, the more the
Maestro though, beats for me
So I can rig up a hit and get easily
People, gather round listen to
Yo, so I can prove, I'm the true Solo
Too many suckers, bit my name in vain
Punk rappers thought I was sleepin, but Solo
To so places, other rappers faces
That theirself Solo, I made em erase it
I'm Solo, no lender or pretender
Yo, I am the Solo the on-ly solo
Duck MC's, my name and bit it boldly
Put it behind they name and ate this up ravioli
I heard on KISS, Red Alert and Chuck
A rapper he went Solo, I said, "What the FUCK??!"
My man came over, and said, "Yo, I we heard you"
on you you heard a bitin ass crew
They bit my name, I want it back, and a fact
Yo PMD tell em (damn you did that)
Now for the record, do I stand for
One lonely on the stage, who gets one, single applause
Give me a break my
My name stands for Kevin Self, Left Others
My name's no game for those who to use my name
In cause their name sounds plain
I remain the same, my flow of style won't yo
The name of the is for the real Solo to explain
I know was where you ran or came
I know vein I hate your name
ashamed, playin the game that drove you insane
That walk around puddles, snow and the
With a cane, nothin to gain but
And my momentum of the fast of rhyme'll get em tamed
The pain of no fame, no again, nobody 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 will S-E-L-L
For those who don't me, can go to H-E-L-L
I'm from C-I, L-I,
Like a B-R-I-D, in the
Don't even to be dat's why
L-I-N-E's to M-I-N-E
I'm makin veche, rappers imitate
Yo f*ck it, Solo here's to make parties
People, I won't any kind of losses
Battlin grabbin the mic and usin resources
household utensils, kitchen appliances (becoming silent and fading away)