Luyện nghe bài hát The Fan

Yo, yo-yo, yo
Aiyyo this here's procedure, rock MC's durin' my
Time I to do 'em in
The sound pumps hard and right through ya
When it hits, it like a airbag to ya

Some flip to it, kids might skip to it
And cats get rep to it
You get, by on record but you wack on
So I'm, blowin' you up, throwin' hand

why we roll with the big boys
With big toys, bringin' crazy noise and
Shuttin' down and motherfuckers
In low beta, not to be fucked with like the gator
Potato, on the barrel of the snub nosed I blaze ya

As I, bust, crush and rush
you flossin' nigga, turn your ice physi' into slush
So yo, what's the for really
We nine untilly, grindin' like Billy
So niggaz and spark the Phillie

Yo, I you was a fan of mine
I you was a fan of mine
I you was a fan of mine
Here's my card and on the of it's my fan club digits

Yo, I you was a fan of mine
I know you was a fan of
I you was a fan of mine
Here's my card and on the back of it's my fan club

Uh, aiyyo our spot, that's outrageous
P and I stomp who get courageous
And microphones get rocked on
Any book or mag, we on a few

Not commercial, not frontin', and no
I swear, we take it there
Billboard's top ten, tradition
Comin' through with mad ammunition

Five-alarmer, bomber, woman charmer
Night in armor, view, with the sauna
God dammit, pass me the rock, and watch me it
Jam it cram it, until you niggaz understand it

It's been a long time, MC crabbin' bitch runnin'
Wack MC's we straight
When we up, unexpected, undetected
Resurrected, EPMD second wind,

Yo, I know you was a fan of
I you was a fan of mine
I know you was a fan of
Here's my card and on the back of it's my fan club

Yo, I you was a fan of mine
I know you was a fan of
I know you was a fan of
my card and on the back of it's my fan club digits

Word yeah, em P, yo
I never seen y'all before, when I came
With my dogs headbangin' with the Squad crew'
Hardcore, we got biz the get go
Any beef us, we ain't lettin' shit go

E-Dub, no one me
If there's a spot, then a vacancy
Boy, I own my style, while got leases
I get the whole pie, while y'all get

why we own, bitin' our shit, we don't condone
News flash, and Parrish, we got it sewn
And like I'm Damon we for the cash, mash for the fash'
Bashin' the rash, up P, straight on smidash

So playin', serious like 'So What Cha Sayin'?'
In Apollo out with Red man, fuckin' headbangin'
To the corners, the back alleys, to the Cali valleys
EPMD in effect, chillin' as the scans