Luyện nghe bài hát Strictly Snappin' Necks

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

"I hear voices sayin Erick Sermon"

up, right now, I'm on a mission
Front face the center and your competition
As I rock, you jock, and in
And fear, when the E is on the spot
(You the mic handle, Joker, Joker, Joker)
Yeah boy, you hit the
So chill as I my skill and rap talent
Smooth hardcore, no for love ballads
I'm not kickin the slow 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, and flipped, when we splurged our gift
To get paid off what we made, and also
A new way to sway, or should I say
To keep the screamin 'OW', the brothers yellin 'ho'
Now hold the O, and give me an
A and a snare, now the green light to go
I a rhyme on a rapper then proceed to wreck
By break this mic in half, then put him in the yolk and snap his
When five-oh roll, say what's the M.O
Another rapper was hit, by Mister Slow
Cause on my second return, I had to come
nuttin but bodies, on the Unfinished Business tip
I make the music, that makes a ill
In Jeeps or playin ball, or ready to chill
Or maybe at the where you hang where it's hot
quarts of Old Gold, in the parkin lot
But mainly at a concert the place is packed
Brothers yellin 'ho', girlies on the
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 troop through the venue, scopin everyone's
But you in New York, Detroit, L.A. or Miami
Approach caution, cause brothers pack jammies
In they coat pocketbooks, and they jock
You on the wrong brother, and you bound to get

"I hear voices sayin Erick Sermon"

Hurry hurry and step up
The best on earth, EPMD yea word up
And the man on the cut
He who don't can get the (macadamia) NUTS
So homeboy, there's any static?
Do we to draw joints and get dramatic?
Or can we cool and be old chaps
Or break loose, out guns and bust caps?
Nah, I don't think you want
So I cool, and instead I raps
Like one two, and you don't quit
And match a funky dope rhyme fits
I say a rhyme and the whole subject
And flow, and freak the whole public
It can't be done, by a crab MC
Who out the crack rehab
You must be mad, in fact, of rad
You not a criminal, you soft and I'm bad
Don't 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 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 n cashin checks