Luyện nghe bài hát Hit the Deck

"I'm the man, the cleaning man
The man, the shoeshine man
I'm a nigger man, watch me

I put the lyrics on the with the pen
Evil E makes the records
Islam the beats that you rock to
Thought that I would get you? Got you
Doggin the floor like you know you never before
How could a be so hardcore
And still keep you on the floor a maniac
That's your question? Well I'ma that
I'm on the mic tonight I'm here to do it
Ice, the T, airtight
of the cool, a mack on a mission
Step to me you're missin
Minus, gone, pow, outta here
This ain't no game to me, is my career
Throw me a mic, it in, "Bet!"
I be happy til the dancefloor's wet
I no rookie, I'm a microphone vet
E's on the set, hit the deck

Be on the cut
Be on the cut
Be on the cut
And no allowed

E-M-C-E-E, I-C-E-T, A-N-D, DJ E
Doggin the deck like it's been done before
You had "more!"
Here we go, I'm to blow up
Don't you dare bite my rhymes, I'll you throw up
Poison soaked in an acid
homeboy, your throat'll need a skin graft
Toss it up, while the DJ as Evil cuts
You wanna know what's happenin
The beat become my soul, I'm goin out of
Look in my face as my roll
Back in my and the mic glows red
Step in my and you'll wind up dead
Yo, thanks, I that
I was by this treacherous track
out word this ain't no joke
A tried to flex and his arm got broke
Don't make a move you'll regret
E's on the set, hit the deck

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You start to and wonder bout how it's done
"An Maybe I could be one"
the thought, get a job, change your mind
To be a dope MC takes
Eight years of mine, no for draggin
You be an MC? "Get off the bandwagon!"
But if in your heart, get a pen
stop writin til the inkflow ends
Work and work and halfstep
Dog the mic every you get
Motivation be kept
Stay down and your rep
Yo so let me demonstrate, as a fine art
And when I'm finished, you can take this rap
my elements and tactics
First I'm over there, and then I'm to this
I jumble topics, you know where I'll go
Back in your face with a cold but steady
You the power of the Ice in the first row
You already what to say, "HO"
On the mic is a cold vet
Evil E's on the set, hit the

I'm in my mode, the fourth episode
Or the last verse, if you decode
So I raise the heat, hype up the beat
Switch the mic from airtight to
upon the deck, it ain't wet yet
Let me see how hot you can get
Then I'll turn up the amps, out the lights
You're in darkness, the mic ignites
like it did before, but even more
The is lit, the raps are hardcore
Evil cuts the records like a with a switchblade
You see a that's the crossfade
Loud and proud, words bombard the
up in the air you see a mushroom cloud
I kick flavor to a track
Too to catch, too complex to match
I'm gettin hyped as can get
Evil E's on the set! Hit the