Luyện nghe bài hát Symphony

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

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

Next up! Yo I that's me
Yo, get on the mic and the Symphony

Yo P, to rock, the sound I got, it reigns hot
Makin' necks snap back, like a
E hustle, and my way in
Then for days in, on my own with guns blazin'
Not for the fun of it, for those who want me to run it
Then leave like who done it?
Sucka duck, I do what I feel now
I spit the illest shit, cats be like, "Wow!"
Yo! I get looks I'm in the place
That's that nigga, makin' you smile Scarface
It my fault, that my style Silkk enough to Shock ya
Hit you with the fifth, block-a
If I get caught you can bet I'll blow
Be swingin', M.O.P. style

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

Say hello to the devil kick
Whenever tragic hit, It's E MO-PMD blastin'
Put in work in this cold game, soldier, I use work as code
Told ya, line 'em up Soul Train and I give 'em the whole thing
My has been trained, to swat 'em if they blast it
Hit 'em and make 'em do a backflip
I'm donatin' a casket we raised hell in midtown
And gunned down in traffic 'em what you sayin'
Get the bozac before I tear your maggot ass
Boom, boom, back

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

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

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