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 wreckin
E Double swingin high, I'm 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 sayin that's Erick Sermon"

Straight up, now, I'm on a mission
Front face the center and face competition
As I rock, you jock, and in
And fear, when the E is on the spot
(You the mic handle, Joker, Joker, Joker)
boy, you hit the jackpot
So as I flex my skill and rap talent
Smooth hardcore, no time for love
I'm not the slow jams that's cool
But nah the hardcore, that make the brothers act
That's the way I would stuff lookin
The crowd yellin, and 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, when we splurged our
To get paid off we made, and also uplift
A new way to sway, or I say flow
To keep the ladies screamin 'OW', the yellin 'ho'
Now hold the O, and me an intro
A kick and a snare, now the green to go
I flex a on a rapper then proceed to wreck
By break this mic in half, then put him in the yolk and his neck
When five-oh roll, they say the M.O
Another was hit, by Mister Slow Flow
Cause on my return, I had to come correct
nuttin 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
quarts of Old Gold, in the parkin lot
But mainly at a concert where the place is
yellin 'ho', girlies on the bozack
The boomin, smoke everywhere
People swayin to side with they hands in the air
A posse digs the music so want to roll
So they troop through the venue, 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 wrong brother, and you to get popped

"I hear sayin that's Erick Sermon"

Hurry and step right up
The show on earth, EPMD yea word up
And the man on the cut
He who believe can get the (macadamia) NUTS
So homeboy, there's any static?
Do we have to draw and get dramatic?
Or can we cool and be old chaps
Or break loose, pull out 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 freak the whole
It can't be done, by a crab MC
Who came out the rehab
You be mad, in fact, kind of rad
You not a criminal, you soft and I'm bad
Don't mean to brag, I'm makin a point
say I'm def, the old school say I'm the joint
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 necks n checks