Luyện nghe bài hát Symphony

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

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

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

Yo P, to rock, the sound I got, it reigns hot
Makin' snap back, like 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 who want me to run it
Then leave like who done it?
Sucka duck, I do I feel right now
When I the illest shit, cats be like, "Wow!"
Yo! I get looks when I'm in the
That's that nigga, makin' you smile with
It ain't my fault, that my style Silkk enough to ya
Hit you with the fifth, block-a
If I get caught you can bet I'll blow
Be downtown swingin', M.O.P.

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 MO-PMD shit
Put in work in this cold game, soldier, I use work as code
Told ya, line 'em up it's Soul Train and I give 'em the thing
My family has been trained, to swat 'em if blast it
Hit 'em and make 'em do a backflip
I'm donatin' a casket we have raised in midtown
And gunned down in traffic 'em what you sayin'
Get the bozac before I tear your ass flat
Boom, boom, they're

up
Yo I that's me
Fame! Get on the mic for the

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

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