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 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 it down to straight English, what the fuck you want?
Remember me? You punk 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 Fi-darm
Every time I get my on, no doubt, I spark the gridiron
I step up and bless the track and a jewel
We cool, no need for static, I strap 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' necks snap back, like a
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 like who it?
Sucka duck, I do what I right now
When I spit the illest shit, be like, "Wow!"
Yo! I get when I'm in the place
That's nigga, makin' you smile with Scarface
It ain't my fault, that my 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.

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

Say hello to the Danze'll kick
Whenever tragic hit, It's E MO-PMD blastin'
Put in work in this cold game, soldier, I use work as name
Told ya, line 'em up it's Soul Train and I '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 a casket we have raised hell in midtown
And gunned down in traffic tell 'em you sayin'
Get the bozac before I tear 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 speak so I speak what I
and I will, reap and I kill
Motherfuck who know jump out a
Open up your with a mac, uno, uno
Ghettoville nigga, I break all
Drink brews, curse out bitches, and on walls

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