Luyện nghe bài hát MCs Come And MCs Go

"Shaquita your mother's at the door, Shaquita your at my door
She said you shoulda been home at 11:30, at my door"

Check it out party people in the house we wanna set the off right
right about now, with the underground MC in the game, that's
right Bumpy Knuckles baby, and we came to show you the diverse flow
part of what 'bout to do today, so if you ready throw your hands
in the air while we freak it thi, thi, thi, thi- thi- thi thi this

1]
Clap your hands and your feet
While we rock to the of the Bumpy beat, the Bumpy beat
You never heard me flow slow
So I thought that I would do it to let you know
I'm still with my M I C
I put the hottest niggas on I C E
I'm down Guru and DJ Premier
I'd like to thank y'all for bringin me here
Now, back to the business you clappin your hands
been a while since you've seen a real MC
These niggas make me feel
With all gangstas around wit it's
rockin with the best
I live a hard life, I wear a hard knock vest
Wanna give me a hard knock
I have your little kids
I'm so hard that me
You need a Smith song to appreciate life
I'm Eddie in Tibet
the bald head boy I want the, the, the mic
Let's take it back to square
Can I grab the mic and MC in
Well if so let's start
Pharoah say rub on your titties say rub on your ass

MCs and MCs go
I'm one of the few MCs left with MC
So when MCs in, MCs know
If they MC then they got to go
Now everybody it up now HO...
it deep inside your body and breathe...
Let it out

2]
Rock rock I wanna give it to the thugs
So they can bring it inside the and spread it out to everybody
"Yo Bumpy look" Omigod, is this
Got hands in your pocket tryin to hide that icy wrist
Now did you think I would miss, all glitter and jewel
When you know I rob a nigga, too well
"It's not Bumpy" do tell
I wonder if I stick this knife in yo' ass would hear you yell
nice to jack a nigga before you get on stage
And watch him standing in the crowd cheering you and shit
I'm nice y'all, like Gretzky and ice
Wanna fuck Scary Spice not once but twice
I rocked in London and the crowd was
Bumpy is the MC that we be feelin
Hennesey was a drink and it still is
what it done to Arnold and Willis
The real heads gon this
My mic is kinda like my Vanderblast Jag only I this
Now let's take it to Union Square
Can I the mic and make it hot in here
Well if so let's make it hot to the beat y'all, and you stop

3]
Keep it on y'all, to the sound
Fuck me baby you can hump me now
All the ladies in the house that's and tired of sayin ow
Take one minute and ask these rap niggas how
can get on stage and rap like that
How you expect to get pussy after the show with crap that
I the element, I remember like an elephant
selling crack and jewels was not so relevent
But are harder than blind man's chest
Big up my little man Big L, in he rests
not many niggas spittin like it used to be
So I'ma around here y'all get used to me
All the gangstas in the house they separate crews
When these corporate ass kissers gon the news
That black people get nothing but the
And we at the white folks back in the fifties and sixty two
I to school, and I spit at MCs
Until they spin 360 degrees and they pass out
Not gas out, and I'm not
While the hoes is jockin and your head is still boppin
I flinch, don't you and keep the bed rockin
Jump from ass to ass so I I'm hip hoppin
Now let's take it to Union Square
Can I the mic and MC in here
Well if so keep it tight
While the MCs take control of this mic