Luyện nghe bài hát Symphony

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

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

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

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

Next up, yo I believe me
Yo get on the mic and the Symphony

Say to the devil Danze'll kick
Whenever tragic hit, It's E blastin' shit
Put in work in this game, soldier, I use work as code name
Told ya, line 'em up it's Soul and I give 'em the whole thing
My has been trained, to swat 'em if they blast it
Hit 'em and make 'em do a gimme
I'm donatin' a casket we have hell in midtown
And gunned in traffic tell 'em what you sayin'
Get the before I tear your maggot ass flat
Boom, boom, back

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

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

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