Luyện nghe bài hát Let The Funk Flow

[parrish
Relax while I tax, or you can max
It really doesn't matter, just stay the back
much junk, now the time has arose-n
I your card and your name has been chosen
Not all about ? line-opin? or the up scene
"let it flow!", you know I mean
I'm the pmd, in the to be
Clock rhymin and I ya, around the tick-tocker
Suckers clockin at the same time jockin
So a brother md takes a chill and lay low
Hypnotize your girl, the funk flow

sermon]
I got my girls to keep me pumpin, like getti
Use the same fuel as mario
Kickin in the beginning all the way to the end
He drives, I rhyme no matter we win
I come equipped, with the mic on my hip
So if you real, no time to slip
Cause it's time for some action, check on the mic-hael jackson
Do a spin grab my nuts, and start
Let the know that I shock like lightning
They mess the e-double-e, I sounds frightening

[parrish] so let the flow
"let it flow!"

[erick
Blastoff, and off you go
We take off fast, but now we take up slow
I would say ? bamba yards? , but I'm not
I don't wanna go, but the girlies keep
So I will stay, if fine wit you
But I leave, until the party is through
So while I'm here, let me get
Fiendin for the (like a four-deuce junkie)
Put the pep in your step, the stride in your
them goin nationwide

[parrish
While the bass is steady pumpin and the be like thumpin
You lose your cool, then you start
You're out of control, and I'm right on
In seconds later I work the bone out your
To with the two is to mess with hot water
We like to hang, torture slaughter
All sucker mc's, who proceed to
E (let em slide), say what but I'm in the mood
For dishin and dismissin, all those who listen
Reel the ones in, as if we was fishin
So in eighty-eight, no I think it's too late
Cause in eighty-seven, you bit on the old

so let the funk flow
"let it flow!"

[parrish
Lounge homeboy you in the zone
the brother pmd is on the microphone
The slow momentum of my are divine and combined
To go off beat, and come on time
To maintain and explain, but never the same
And when it comes to do this, few remain
People on my jock for the rhymes I
Dip in a phone booth just like kent
out dressed to impress, with no intention to fess
Chillin hard, the p on my chest
Rhymin on the mic, while the beat rocks
Throw a funky fresh rhyme and fetch it like freddy

sermon]
Listen to heavy metal, hardcore n roll
Drink a six-pack, maybe miller or
That's not the move, it's about
The love that y'all playin and had to stop
Let's get it for nineteen eighty-eight
For it can sound fine for eighty-nine
I hear the girls out sayin e is hot
only shows you what juice I got
And if you don't me, and you yellin boo
There's nothin wrong wit me, it's somethin with you
So let the flow
"let it flow!"

[parrish] so let the flow
"let it flow!"

[parrish] yo, beat is sort of funky
[sermon] man, I ain't worried it, I know it's funky
"let it