Luyện nghe bài hát Strictly Snappin' Necks

Just when you thought it was to make records
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 to blow, toe to toe, flow for flow
(Any has PMD?) no!
I'm blowin rappers off course, like the S.S.
That's not your rhyme sonny, so please let go my

"I hear sayin that's Erick Sermon"

Straight up, right now, I'm on a
Front the center and face your competition
As I rock, you jock, and in
And have fear, when the E is on the
(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 kickin the slow jams cool
But nah the hardcore, that make the act fool
That's the way I would want stuff
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 it's to score
People, tripped and flipped, when we our gift
To get off what we made, and also uplift
A new way to sway, or I say flow
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 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, say what's the M.O
rapper was hit, by Mister Slow Flow
Cause on my second return, I had to correct
Takin nuttin but bodies, on the Business tip
I make the music, makes a posse ill
In they Jeeps or playin ball, or to chill
Or maybe at the spot where you where it's hot
Drinkin of Old Gold, in the parkin lot
But at a concert where the place is packed
Brothers yellin 'ho', on the bozack
The boomin, smoke everywhere
People swayin side to side with hands in the air
A posse digs the music so want to roll
So they troop through the venue, scopin everyone's
But whether you in New York, Detroit, L.A. or
Approach with caution, cause brothers pack
In coat pocketbooks, and even they jock
You on the wrong brother, and you to get popped

"I voices 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 joints and get
Or can we and be jolly old chaps
Or break loose, pull out guns and caps?
Nah, I think you want that
So I cool, and instead I raps
Like check one two, and you don't
And a funky dope rhyme that fits
I say a rhyme and the whole subject
And still flow, and freak the whole
It be done, especially by a crab MC
Who came out the rehab
You must be mad, in fact, of rad
You not a criminal, you soft and I'm bad
mean to brag, I'm just makin a point
Some say I'm def, the old school say I'm the
Fencin, no half-steppin, straight up and
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