Luyện nghe bài hát You're a Customer

[Erick
Knick knack whack give a dog a bone
Yo, don't him nothing but a microphone
stop, I'm not finished yet
You said I'm not the E, you wanna a bet?
Remember this: Lounge, you in the zone
I figured you would, now leave me
You and you wish on a four-leaf clover
To be the E double E and over
intrigued by the way I do my thing
(Do what?) up the mic high and make it swing

I have the to rap and chill
Cold wax and tax MC's who to act ill
like a Diggum Smack
Smack me and I'll smack you
I get goosebumps when the thumps
A sucker MC arrives, now it's time for
When I'm on the scene, I notice one thing
I'm not Bounce, so sucker MC's
I consider myself better than
Yo, I rock the mic like a beast savage

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I'm in the bottling state, I can't
I make a move like chess, and I yell "checkmate"
You know why I get and zanier?
of EPMD mania
When I walk through the I can see heads turning
I hear saying "That's Erick Sermon"
Not only the women, but from the men
You what? It feels good, my friend

I'm the P double E, the of Manilla
Better known as the MC killer
PMD cold keeps the place
And if not then we feel we owe you something
Like lotto, you to be in it to win it
But if the beat is fresh Diamond J will spin it
If J spin it, then it has to be
To make you dance until no one left

you a customer

[Erick
Praying like a prey when the fox in
I smell blood, no for maxing
in the green, my back is arc
Plus you in trouble cause it's dark
My eyes like Steve Austin, I got you in the square
I let you run, nah, that ain't fair
So I clear my visions until I can him
Snatch him by the and say "Hmmm I got him"

Whenever MC's, in over your head
My are hungry plus they haven't been fed
The of elimination is quite simple
Let you grow like a and pop you like a pimple
Slice you like lettuce, toss you like a
Revoke your MC if your rhymes ain't valid
As we go on, sucker MC's sound
Like a parrot says "Polly a cracker"

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It was a record test, nothing we handle
At the house had the mics on the mantle
Looked at the DJ and "May I?"
Lit it up the Fourth of July
Because I float like a butterfly, sting a bee
Woah, I'm the E of
I have a strong point of on the way things run
shut up and listen and learn my son

Absorb ass like Bounty, the quicker picker upper
To you up front, you're nothing but a sucker
The we're using, no doubt copastetic
You try to bite and yet pathetic
Design my rhymes like a taylor, like a sailor
As the P gets stronger, MC's get
Not or protagging, surely not fagging
MC's surrender, the flags and
Give up the because the signs are vital
I a voice tuned at a slow and swift idle

You a

[Erick
I a man meal sandwich, yes I need Manwich
I feel good, now it's time to do
I feel like balanced, you know I mean?
Wanna rhyme one time, to release the
I grab the mic I get dramatic like an actor
You know why I get over? I'm the
I do a show, pack it in til clamming up
Look for the microphone jam it up

You said you see me in New York Tech
You got one right fella, you deserve a
How did you know, you must have jocking
How do you the places I be rocking?
Don't me fella, every move that I make
I'm hostile now so give you a break
Well upon me but don't go past the limit
a card and on the back is my fan club digits

[Erick
two things to check out in the words that I'm saying
Plus listen to the good playing
Bro is bad, the strings he's
rhyme after rhyme, watch MC's duck and

MC's, the final
You tired, can you go the round?
If you can, slap your hand and give you credit
And if not, I'll turn and say "Forget it"

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People say that I'm a pooper
To the truth I'm a born trooper

You a