Luyện nghe bài hát Strictly Snappin' Necks

Just you thought it was safe to make records
The rap duo is back, time to start wreckin
E Double high, I'm swingin low
Washin wannabees down, some H20
As I go blow to blow, toe to toe, for flow
(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 voices sayin that's Erick Sermon"

Straight up, right now, I'm on a
face the center 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 skill and rap
Smooth hardcore, no for love ballads
I'm not the slow jams that's cool
But nah the hardcore, that make the act fool
That's the way I would stuff lookin
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 it's time to
People, tripped and flipped, when we splurged our
To get paid off what we made, and also
A new way to sway, or I say flow
To the ladies screamin 'OW', the brothers yellin 'ho'
Now the O, and give me an intro
A kick and a snare, now the green to go
I flex a rhyme on a rapper proceed to wreck
By break this mic in half, then put him in the yolk and his neck
five-oh roll, they say what's the M.O
Another rapper was hit, by Mister Flow
Cause on my second return, I had to come
Takin nuttin but bodies, on the Business tip
I the music, that makes a posse ill
In they Jeeps or playin ball, or to chill
Or maybe at the spot where you hang where hot
quarts of Old Gold, in the parkin lot
But mainly at a concert the place is packed
yellin 'ho', girlies on the bozack
The system boomin, everywhere
People swayin side to with they hands in the air
A posse digs the music so want to roll
So they through the venue, scopin everyone's gold
But you in New York, Detroit, L.A. or Miami
with caution, cause brothers pack jammies
In coat pocketbooks, and even they jock
You on the brother, and you bound to get popped

"I hear sayin that's Erick Sermon"

Hurry hurry and right up
The best show on earth, yea word up
And the man on the cut
He who don't believe can get the (macadamia)
So whassup homeboy, there's any
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 bust
Like check one two, and you quit
And match a funky dope rhyme that
I say a rhyme and change the subject
And still flow, and the whole public
It can't be done, especially by a MC
Who came out the crack
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 say I'm the joint
Fencin, no half-steppin, straight up and
I gets mine, so you 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