Luyện nghe bài hát Secret Wars (prince Paul Mix)

Dig and dig it deep

What if I had the power to all of my favorite emcees
With the comic book characters and they became arch enemies?
Inconcievable? Yet as wild as it seems
The Emperor and Stan Lee would coach the two teams
Keep it no bats no gats guns no interfearance
book characters would go head up with raw lyrics
Now I take, whoever might be on from doin tours
And have them up for the Last Emperor's Secret Wars
Sure, for that kind of capacity, you need a crazy arena
that stretch from west Philadelphia to east Medina
If I'm able, I'd put it on through my label
And give tickets to my neighborhood bums with no cable
Yeah, that sounds phat, now that squared away the propositions
Let's begin with the ultimate toughman
"Let the games begin!" Set it off, the fight of the century
KRS and Professor X would battle other mentally
With rhymes, two team captains waste no time
Charles Xavier to invade Kris Parker's mind
He shot a cerebral probe at Kris's mind, but he it
X taken out by the Blastmaster's metaphysics
Round two, new fight, word to life, you see this
Locked in mortal is Dr. Strange and The Genius
son, he's no match, let that grafted wizard have it
'My Liquid Sword slashes straight through Dr. Magic'
Another down, and now the score is two to zero
Gy words from the Genius, and he's my rhymin hero
Now the next was conducted in a rough like manner
Specifically between Reggie Noble and Dr. David
Or should I say the Incredible Hulk when amped off the gamma?
But Reggie Noble soon became the Redman and slammed him
You know how gets when his adrenaline starts pumpin
Started schitzin in the ring, so then the Thing jump in
Ben Grimm into the ring, and after Redman he lunges
'But Noble dropped him with two Brick City punches!'
by the bunches, bums get dirtier than Middle Eastern dugeouns
Ready to set this Detective Columbo and his hunches
While the ref's clean out the ring, cause the last was so intense
Let's do a live interview with the brother Common Sense
'Yeah, yeah it's Common Sense, and tried to freeze me,
So I took him to Chicago and him to take it easy
He couldn't see me with my applejack hat and
and Cyclops, I got No I.D. and Y Not'
Good lookin Sense, that last album was tight
Let me get to the ring and evaluate the next fight
Now the next fight had to be the craziest of all
We got Dr. Octapus the mighty Busta Rhymes!'
Doc Oct versus Man that stuff is dead
He'll get his eight arms off, goin up agaisnt the dreads
'Ha, ha! Now Dr. Octapus, who you you grabbin?
The god can never lose, so you know it never happen
Lyrically making you sleepy, need a nap when
I slap you with my dreads, lights out, kiss the canvas'
my eyes, I see the demise of another superhero
Next up is Ras Kass Magneto
Now anything goes when battles foes
Ras had him shivering, delivering ultramagnetic blows
Magneto was now deceased, and a wise man it best
"The sun rises in the east, but they can set it the west"
Now with all heroes down, Stan Lee refuses to surrender
He got from the X-Men, as if I couldn't match the gender
Stan Lee shouts 'Excelsior!' Yo, you best to chill
'There's no for Storm,' I guess he's never heard of Lauryn Hill
Now we all kow Storm controls the and weather
Started off at the lip, and L-Boog was like 'Whatever'
See she got home fom tours, she's a bit to tired to spar
So she Storm over the head with my man Wyclef's guitar
All silence is ceased, out of nowhere comes the
Versus Jeru the Damaja, the Prophet from the east
rhymes that will pound you into the ground, there'll be no
two
Another victory for from the Dirty Rotten Scoundrel
Now the underground sewer that lies deep below the ring
Is where the Teenage Mutant Ninja and Das EFX do their thing
Leonardo and Donatello, they both know we can do
'So kiggedty crazy hit them both with raw sewage'
Now Rafeal and Michaelangelo, those two who are brothers
Brooks 'em with the Das EFX logo, the manhole cover
you're plant or animal, vegitable or miggety-mineral
Before you step to Das EFX you be hard like a criminal
Taking you back to ringside, when you thought it was over
The last battle was forth by G.I.Joe and Cobra
Mercenaries and soldiers, G.I. Joe was thick
But I'll get the military of hip-hop, a.k.a. The Boot Click
World War Three for '98 in the wake of all troops
I see general Buckshot goin toe to toe with Duke
Salute the captain, for rappin, cause now we who's hard,
Catchin wreck like Steele and Tek going up against the Gaurd
after you, smashin' you metaphorically smashin' through
The entire Joe is O.G.C. and Ruck the Irrational
all of a sudden I hear this real loud crack!
'The military punisher Big Rock just broke back!'
Adding insult to injury to Lee and his team
We've got Weapon X Canada, a.k.a. Wolverine
You know the routine, his can rip rappers for days
But here comes the Man, a.k.a. Johnny Blaze!
Wolverine you can't hang, when Tical his thang
Paralize you with the venom the Method Man's fang!
This is the battle as the stratosphere gets darker
We got Nasir Jones versus Peter
Nasty Nas at halftime, headringer versus the
Illmatic versus radioactive in the rotten apple where the linger
He the day that spider ever bit him
And him a copy of the second LP, It Was Written
For all up and emcees, I've got a question,
If I made a Secret Wars Part Two, would your name be mentioned?
Would you make the final
I make even the nicest their titles up
Writing slash fighting crimes like the Blue Falcoln and Dynomutt
around for the next battle slash adventure,
And if you see Stan Lee, him that the Last Emperor sent ya [echoes]