Luyện nghe bài hát Strictly Snappin' Necks

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

"I hear sayin that's Erick Sermon"

Straight up, right now, I'm on a
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 as I flex my skill and rap talent
Smooth hardcore, no for love ballads
I'm not kickin the slow jams cool
But nah the hardcore, that make the brothers act
That's the way I would want lookin
The crowd yellin, and buckwhylin like 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 our gift
To get paid off what we made, and uplift
A new way to sway, or should I say
To keep the ladies screamin 'OW', the brothers 'ho'
Now hold the O, and give me an
A and a snare, now the green light to go
I flex a rhyme on a rapper then proceed to
By this 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 Slow Flow
Cause on my return, I had to come correct
Takin but bodies, on the Unfinished Business tip
I the music, that makes a posse ill
In they Jeeps or ball, or ready 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 where the is packed
Brothers yellin 'ho', on the bozack
The system boomin, smoke
People swayin to side 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
Approach with caution, brothers pack jammies
In coat pocketbooks, and even they jock
You on the brother, and you bound to get popped

"I hear voices that's Erick Sermon"

hurry and step right up
The best on earth, EPMD 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 have to draw and get dramatic?
Or can we cool and be jolly old
Or break loose, pull out and bust caps?
Nah, I don't think you that
So I cool, and instead I bust
check one two, and you don't quit
And match a funky rhyme that fits
I say a rhyme and change the subject
And still flow, and freak the whole
It be done, especially by a crab MC
Who came out the crack
You be mad, in fact, kind of rad
You not a smooth criminal, you and I'm bad
Don't to brag, I'm just 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