Luyện nghe bài hát Crossover

Let's get up, get down
Roll the hardcore funk, the hardcore sound
Let's get wit this, mackadocious funk
So simple, when I wit the instrumental
Who am I (E-D the Eyed Bandit)
Control my career so I can get stranded
But the are gettin Brand Nubian
Changed up style, from jeans to suits and
about a pop record, somethin' made for the station
For a new relation
of a new type of scene
To go and clock mad green
AKA, a sellout, the rap
Get off that boy, change your
Come back around the
Pump Me Badd to the ah, tick tock
Let them your logo, not a black thing
My background sing, my sing for the crossover

The rap era's control, brother's sellin' their soul
To go gold, going, going, gone, rapper sold
(To who) To pop and R&B, not the MD
I'm strictly hip-hop, I'll to Kid Capri
mode, yeah, kid, that's how the Squad rolls
I know your head is cuz the neck knows
(Not like other rappers) frontin' on they fans, ill
Trying to chill, saying "damn, it be to sell a mill"
Thats when the mind to the pop tip
(Kid, gonna be large)
Yea right, what the company kicks
Forget the crowds, you're wack now
In a suit, frontin' black lookin' mad foul
I speak for the hardcore (rough, and raw)
I'm outta here, me chillin' on my next tour
From the US to the cliffs of Dover
Strictly underground funk, keep the

(So whatcha sayin) You go pop goes the weasel
You know you be rocking the fans wit something diesel
But you insist to me off black
So I flex the biceps so I can push em
So real hardcore hip-hop continue it
And all sucker MCs duck down and get the
So ban the crossover, yo, wit me
(Hit Squad) yea, P, hit me

Another megablast funky dope style from cross
(So help me Rhonda, help, me Rhonda)
(Yo, from what) the crossover, yea you over
Outta here, gone, peace, nice to ya (see ya)
a way to go out, no clout is what the fans will shout
Cause you got gassed and the wrong route
on the scene, chillin', freakin' a funky dope line
But when they finish wit you (beep)
Some say there's no like show business
But if this the truth, please why is this
Rappers been around long, mad noise you see
Still I haven't seen one livin' comfortably
No to pick and wish on a four leaf clover
I to underground, keep the crossover