Luyện nghe bài hát Let The Funk Flow

smith]
Relax while I tax, or you can max
It really doesn't matter, just the hell back
much junk, now the time has arose-n
I your card and your name 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 ya, around the tick-tocker
Suckers clockin at the same time jockin
So a brother like md a chill and lay low
Hypnotize girl, while the funk flow

sermon]
I got my to keep me pumpin, just like getti
Use the same fuel as andretti
butt in the beginning all the way to the end
He drives, I rhyme no what we win
I fully equipped, with the mic on my hip
So if you real, it's no time to
Cause when time for some action, check on the mic-hael jackson
Do a spin grab my nuts, and taxin
Let the mc's that I shock like lightning
They mess with the e-double-e, I sounds

so let the funk flow
"let it flow!"

[erick
Blastoff, and off you go
We usually off fast, but now we take up slow
I would say ? bamba yards? , but I'm not
I wanna go, but the girlies keep screamin
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 glide
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 on track
In seconds I work the bone out your back
To mess with the two is to with hot water
We like to hang, torture slaughter
All sucker mc's, who to intrude
E said (let em slide), say but I'm in the mood
For dishin and dismissin, all those who listen
the ones whose in, as if we was fishin
So in eighty-eight, no wait I 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 danger
When the brother pmd is on the
The slow of my rhymes are divine and combined
To go off beat, and come back on
To maintain and explain, but sound the same
And when it to do this, very few remain
People on my jock for the I invent
Dip in a phone booth like clark kent
Step out dressed to impress, with no to fess
hard, with the p on my chest
Rhymin on the mic, the beat rocks steady
Throw a funky fresh rhyme and mc's it like freddy

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

so let the funk flow
"let it flow!"

[parrish] yo, this is sort of funky
[sermon] man, I worried about it, I know it's funky
"let it