Luyện nghe bài hát Underground

Comin' straight from the
Comin' straight the underground
I'm comin' from the underground
straight from the underground

As I up a brand new funk swing
And bring the chill of thrill from B.B. King
Old is the way that I be waxin' a MC
I a grill, and the reaction I check

Inspect, make the head's wrecked
Snap a for some live effects
A machine, my functioning, mean
I stay together, my man, Al Green

I'm a slayer, the E R I C K and I'm
To attack a punk that ain't sayin' Jack
Boom, I'm buckwild when I'm

I close only one eye a cyclone
So I throw on my black shades rhinestone
to my Benz that's outlined in chrome
I'm the Royal MC, I'm no joke

I hit like a Phillie Blunt when toked
I smoke, an MC done, he gets done
I'm knockin' out wack MC's like Michael
power, one punch, crunch, I'm throwin' bolos

I'm strapped heavy, my handguns solo
I'm packed when it's to get down
'Cuz Erick Sermon's comin' straight the Underground

straight from the underground
I'm straight from the underground
I'm straight from the underground
I'm comin' straight from the

Okie dokie, my mind gets slow pokey I toke the
from a Phillie Blunt and I hope me
Old is cold when I pop the cap
a sip and then blitz, then crack a back with a rhyme sack

'Cuz I'm too smooth, pay my dues and can't
I'm Top Gun pullin' bitches like Tom
And my man, D Wade, still gets paid
And in the off-season we in the shade

So all hail the Mary, the Moet
Blast the boom box, then act George and Jet, son
'Cuz my style, to Tae-Kwon-Do, but hey, yo
I don't kick or throw stars, this flows
To the funk track 808 drops for prop the top

Of or thuggin', D T's or cops
I say, "No" to blow and "Yes" to cess and I
You put a buck on and if you win, you should invest
In a new grill, Bill, 'cuz I non until

The Fat Lady sings, or starts to ill
There's a fat chance, with the brother
'Cuz I'm the master of the and the echo
There's no time to stop, so P on steppin'

On the of the frame of the mind, the nine is the weapon
That I choose to squeeze when a brother acts
One slug to the head, mafioso
You catch a Universal beat with sounds that pound
Watch yourself son, I'm straight from the underground

I'm straight from the underground
I'm straight from the underground
from the underground