Luyện nghe bài hát Strictly Snappin' Necks

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

"I hear voices sayin that's Sermon"

Straight up, now, I'm on a mission
Front the center and face your competition
As I rock, you jock, and in
And fear, when the E is on the spot
(You the mic handle, Joker, Joker, Joker)
Yeah boy, you hit the
So chill as I flex my and rap talent
Smooth hardcore, no time for love
I'm not kickin the jams that's cool
But nah the hardcore, that the brothers act fool
That's the way I want stuff 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, and flipped, when we splurged our gift
To get paid off what we made, and also
A new way to sway, or I say flow
To keep the screamin 'OW', the brothers yellin 'ho'
Now the O, and give me an intro
A kick and a snare, now the light to go
I flex a rhyme on a rapper then proceed to
By break mic in half, then put him in the yolk and snap his neck
When five-oh roll, say what's the M.O
Another rapper was hit, by Mister Flow
Cause on my second return, I had to correct
Takin but bodies, on the Unfinished 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 hang where hot
quarts of Old Gold, in the parkin lot
But mainly at a concert where the is packed
Brothers 'ho', girlies on the bozack
The system boomin, smoke
People swayin side to side with hands in the air
A posse digs the 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 pocketbooks, and even they jock
You on the wrong brother, and you bound to get

"I hear voices 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 don't believe can get the (macadamia)
So whassup homeboy, there's any
Do we to draw joints and get dramatic?
Or can we cool and be old chaps
Or break loose, pull out guns and caps?
Nah, I think you want that
So I cool, and instead I bust
Like one two, and you don't quit
And match a funky dope rhyme that
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 must be mad, in fact, of rad
You not a smooth criminal, you 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 should cool and 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 n cashin checks