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 swingin high, I'm swingin low
Washin wannabees down, some H20
As I go blow to blow, toe to toe, flow for
(Any has PMD?) no!
I'm blowin rappers off course, like the S.S.
That's not your sonny, so please let go my Eggo

"I voices sayin that's Erick Sermon"

Straight up, now, I'm on a mission
Front face the and face your 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 my skill and rap talent
hardcore, no time for love ballads
I'm not kickin the jams that's cool
But nah the hardcore, that make the act fool
That's the way I would want lookin
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
tried to diss, now it's time to score
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 the ladies 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 rhyme on a then proceed to wreck
By break this mic in half, put him in the yolk and snap his neck
When five-oh roll, they say the M.O
Another rapper was hit, by Mister Slow
Cause on my second return, I had to come
nuttin but bodies, on the Unfinished Business tip
I make the music, makes a posse ill
In they or playin ball, or ready to chill
Or at the spot where 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', girlies on the
The system boomin, everywhere
People side to side with they hands in the air
A digs the music so they want to roll
So they troop through the venue, scopin gold
But whether you in New York, Detroit, L.A. or
Approach with caution, cause pack jammies
In they coat pocketbooks, and even jock
You on the wrong brother, and you to get popped

"I hear voices sayin that's Sermon"

Hurry hurry and step up
The best show on earth, EPMD yea up
And the man on the cut
He who don't believe can get the (macadamia)
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, pull out guns and bust
Nah, I think you want that
So I cool, and instead I bust
Like check one two, and you don't
And match a funky rhyme that fits
I say a rhyme and change the whole
And flow, and freak the whole public
It can't be done, 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
Don't mean to brag, I'm makin a point
Some say I'm def, the old 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