Luyện nghe bài hát Let The Funk Flow

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

[erick
I got my girls to me pumpin, just like getti
Use the same as mario andretti
Kickin butt in the all the way to the end
He drives, I no matter what we win
I come equipped, with the mic on my hip
So if you real, it's no to slip
Cause when it's for some action, check on the mic-hael jackson
Do a spin grab my nuts, and taxin
Let the mc's know that I shock like
mess with the e-double-e, I sounds frightening

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

sermon]
Blastoff, and off you go
We usually take off fast, but now we take up
I would say ? yards? , but I'm not leavin
I don't wanna go, but the keep screamin
So I stay, if that's fine wit you
But I won't leave, the party is through
So I'm here, let me get funky
Fiendin for the (like a four-deuce junkie)
Put the pep in step, the stride in your glide
Epmd them nationwide

[parrish
the bass is steady pumpin and the beat 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 mess the two is to mess with hot water
We like to hang, then slaughter
All sucker mc's, who proceed to
E said (let em slide), say what but I'm in the
For dishin and dismissin, all those who don't
the ones whose in, as if we was fishin
So in eighty-eight, no I think it's too late
in eighty-seven, you bit on the old bait

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

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

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

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

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