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 to blow, toe to toe, flow for flow
(Any has PMD?) no!
I'm blowin rappers off course, like the S.S.
not your rhyme sonny, so please let go my Eggo

"I hear voices 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 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 and rap talent
Smooth hardcore, no time for love
I'm not kickin the slow jams that's
But nah the hardcore, that the brothers act fool
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 it's time to
People, and flipped, when we splurged our gift
To get off what we made, and also uplift
A new way to sway, or I say flow
To keep the ladies screamin 'OW', the brothers '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 this mic in half, then put him in the yolk and snap his neck
When roll, they say what's the M.O
Another rapper was hit, by Slow Flow
Cause on my second return, I had to correct
nuttin but bodies, on the Unfinished Business tip
I make the music, that a posse ill
In Jeeps or playin ball, or ready to chill
Or maybe at the spot you hang where it's hot
quarts of Old Gold, in the parkin lot
But at a concert where the place is packed
Brothers yellin 'ho', on the bozack
The system boomin, everywhere
People swayin to side with they hands in the air
A posse digs the so they want to roll
So they troop through the venue, scopin everyone's
But you in New York, Detroit, L.A. or Miami
Approach with caution, cause pack jammies
In coat pocketbooks, and even they jock
You on the wrong brother, and you bound to get

"I voices sayin that's Erick Sermon"

Hurry hurry and step up
The best show on earth, 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 joints and get
Or can we cool and be jolly old
Or break loose, out guns and bust caps?
Nah, I don't you want that
So I cool, and I bust raps
Like one two, and you don't quit
And match a funky dope rhyme fits
I say a rhyme and change the whole
And still flow, and freak the whole
It be done, especially by a crab MC
Who out the crack 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 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!
in effect
Snappin n cashin checks