Luyện nghe bài hát Strictly Snappin' Necks

Just when you thought it was to make records
The rap duo is back, it's time to start
E swingin high, I'm swingin low
Washin wannabees down, with H20
As I go blow to blow, toe to toe, flow for
(Any has PMD?) no!
I'm blowin rappers off course, like the S.S.
That's not your sonny, so please let go my Eggo

"I hear voices sayin Erick Sermon"

up, right now, I'm on a mission
Front face the and face your competition
As I rock, you jock, and in
And have fear, the E is on the spot
(You the mic handle, Joker, Joker, Joker)
boy, you hit the jackpot
So chill as I flex my and rap talent
Smooth hardcore, no time for love
I'm not kickin the slow that's cool
But nah the hardcore, make the brothers act fool
That's the way I would want stuff
The crowd yellin, and buckwhylin Brooklyn boy

"EPMD is in town"
No at all boy
"Strictly necks!"
"EPMD is in town"
No at all boy
"Strictly necks!"

Welcome, and all
Crab tried to diss, now time to score
People, and flipped, when we splurged our gift
To get paid off what we made, and uplift
A new way to sway, or should I say
To keep the ladies 'OW', the brothers yellin 'ho'
Now the O, and give me an intro
A kick and a snare, now the light to go
I flex a rhyme on a rapper proceed to wreck
By break mic in half, then put him in the yolk and snap his neck
When five-oh roll, they say the M.O
Another rapper was hit, by Mister Flow
on my second return, I had to come correct
Takin but bodies, on the Unfinished Business tip
I make the music, that a posse ill
In they Jeeps or playin ball, or to chill
Or maybe at the spot where you where it's hot
Drinkin quarts of Old Gold, in the lot
But mainly at a concert where the is packed
Brothers yellin 'ho', girlies on the
The system boomin, everywhere
People swayin side to side with they in the air
A posse the music so they want to roll
So they troop through the venue, scopin gold
But you in New York, Detroit, L.A. or Miami
with caution, cause brothers pack jammies
In they coat pocketbooks, and even jock
You on the wrong brother, and you bound to get

"I hear sayin that's Erick Sermon"

Hurry hurry and step up
The best show on earth, EPMD yea up
And the man on the cut
He who don't believe can get the (macadamia)
So whassup homeboy, any static?
Do we to draw joints and get dramatic?
Or can we cool and be jolly old
Or loose, pull out guns and bust caps?
Nah, I don't think you want
So I cool, and instead I raps
check one two, and you don't quit
And a funky dope rhyme that fits
I say a rhyme and change the whole
And still flow, and freak the whole
It can't be done, by a crab MC
Who came out the rehab
You must be mad, in fact, of rad
You not a smooth criminal, you and I'm bad
mean to brag, I'm just makin a point
Some say I'm def, the old school say I'm the
Fencin, no half-steppin, up and down
I mine, so you should cool and lounge when

"EPMD is in town"
No at all boy
"Strictly necks!"
"EPMD is in town"
No at all boy
"Strictly necks!"

SCSU!
EPMD's in
Snappin necks n checks