Luyện nghe bài hát MCs Come And MCs Go

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

Check it out people in the house we wanna set the party off right
about now, with the hottest underground MC in the game, that's
right it's Bumpy Knuckles baby, and we to show you the diverse flow
part of we're '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 and stomp your feet
we rock to the sounds of the Bumpy beat, the Bumpy beat
You never heard me this slow
So I thought that I would do it just to let you
I'm nice with my M I C
I still put the hottest on I C E
I'm down with and DJ Premier
I'd like to thank y'all both for me here
Now, back to the while you clappin your hands
been a while since you've seen a real MC
These make me feel thin
With all these around wit it's
You're rockin with the
I live a hard knock life, I wear a hard vest
Wanna give me a knock test
I have your little kids
I'm so hard that me
You need a Will Smith song to appreciate
I'm like Eddie in
Fuck the head boy I want the, the, the mic
Let's take it to union square
Can I grab the mic and MC in
Well if so let's start
Pharoah say rub on titties Bumpy say rub on your ass

MCs and MCs go
I'm one of the few MCs with MC flow
So when MCs come in, MCs
If they can't MC they got to go
Now light it up now HO...
Take it deep inside your and breathe...
Let it out

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

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