Luyện nghe bài hát Symphony

Erick Sermon, EPMD, it, M.O.P.
Erick and Millenium Ducats
Hold me down, me down

Yo, I grab the mic and it hard like it's my last time to shine
I want the chrome and the cream so I put it down for
Ill cat, slick talk, slang New
To break it down to straight English, what the fuck you
me? You punk faggot crab MC
Get shit broke in half for fuckin' around with P
Aiyyo strike two, my style Brooklyn the Zoo
Hey you, nigga, one more strike you through
Word is bi-dond, rock Esco, FUBU, and Phat
Every time I get my spit on, no doubt, I the gridiron
I step up and the track and spit a jewel
We keep cool, no need for static, I strap

Next up! Yo I that's me
Yo, get on the mic and the Symphony

Yo P, time to rock, the I got, it reigns hot
Makin' necks snap back, a slingshot
E hustle, and my way in
Then tussle for days in, on my own with guns
Not for the fun of it, just for those who me to run it
Then them like who done it?
duck, I do what I feel right now
When I spit the illest shit, be like, "Wow!"
Yo! I get looks when I'm in the
That's nigga, makin' you smile with Scarface
It ain't my fault, my style Silkk enough to Shock ya
Hit you the fifth, block-a block-a
If I get caught you can bet I'll trial
Be downtown swingin', M.O.P.

Next up, yo I that's me
Yo get on the mic and rock the

Say hello to the devil kick
tragic hit, It's E MO-PMD blastin' shit
Put in work in this cold game, soldier, I use work as code
Told ya, line 'em up it's Train and I give 'em the whole thing
My has been trained, to swat 'em if they blast it
Hit 'em and 'em do a gimme backflip
I'm donatin' a casket we raised hell in midtown
And gunned down in tell 'em what you sayin'
Get the bozac I tear your maggot ass flat
Boom, boom, they're

up
Yo I believe me
Fame! Get on the mic for the

For the real, straight from B'Ville
Motherfuckers don't like Fame 'cause I'm not filled
I feel what I so I speak what I feel
and I will, reap and I kill
Motherfuck who know jump out a
Open up back with a mac, uno, uno
nigga, I break all laws
Drink brews, curse out bitches, and piss on

This rap game is a game now, the game switched
Rappers are gettin' killed now with the same
I ain't no motherfuckin' model, kids don't follow
I'ma hit this bitch full throttle
The type to raise up 5 O in lobby
Rap is my relgion, yeah, bitin is a
Show love when you meet us, it's love you greet us
Or the first family come kill you with the heaters