Luyện nghe bài hát Strictly Snappin' Necks

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

"I hear voices that's Erick Sermon"

up, right now, I'm on a mission
Front face the center and face competition
As I rock, you jock, and in
And have fear, the E is on the spot
(You the mic handle, Joker, Joker, Joker)
Yeah boy, you hit the
So chill as I flex my skill and rap
Smooth hardcore, no for love ballads
I'm not kickin the slow that's cool
But nah the hardcore, that make the brothers act
That's the way I would want stuff
The yellin, and buckwhylin like 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, tripped and flipped, we splurged our gift
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 hold the O, and me an intro
A and a snare, now the green light to go
I flex a rhyme on a rapper then to wreck
By break mic in half, then put him in the yolk and snap his neck
five-oh roll, they say what's the M.O
Another rapper was hit, by Mister Slow
on my second return, I had to come correct
Takin nuttin but bodies, on the Business tip
I make the music, makes a posse ill
In they Jeeps or playin ball, or ready to
Or maybe at the spot 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 boomin, smoke everywhere
People swayin side to side with hands in the air
A posse the music so they want to roll
So they troop the venue, scopin everyone's gold
But you in New York, Detroit, L.A. or Miami
Approach with caution, cause brothers pack
In they coat pocketbooks, and even they
You on the brother, and you bound to get popped

"I hear voices that's Erick Sermon"

Hurry and step right up
The best show on earth, EPMD yea up
And the man on the cut
He who believe can get the (macadamia) NUTS
So whassup homeboy, any static?
Do we have to joints and get dramatic?
Or can we cool and be old chaps
Or break loose, out guns and bust caps?
Nah, I don't you want that
So I cool, and instead I raps
check 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 be done, especially by a crab MC
Who came out the rehab
You be mad, in fact, kind of rad
You not a smooth criminal, you and I'm bad
Don't mean to brag, I'm just makin a
say I'm def, the old school say I'm the joint
Fencin, no half-steppin, straight up and
I gets mine, so you should cool and 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