Luyện nghe bài hát Hit the Deck

"I'm the man, the cleaning man
The pole man, the man
I'm a nigger man, me dance

I put the lyrics on the with the pen
E makes the records spin
Islam drops the beats that you to
Thought that I would get you? Got you
Doggin the floor like you know you done before
How a brother be so hardcore
And keep you on the floor like a maniac
That's your question? I'ma answer that
I'm on the mic tonight I'm here to do it
Ice, the capital T,
of the cool, a mack on a mission
Step to me fool missin
Minus, gone, pow, you're outta
This ain't no game to me, this is my
me a mic, plug it in, "Bet!"
I be happy til the dancefloor's wet
I ain't no rookie, I'm a vet
E's on the set, hit the deck

Be on the cut
Be on the cut
Be on the cut
And no mistakes

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 about to up
you dare bite my rhymes, I'll make you throw up
Poison in an acid bath
Swallow homeboy, throat'll need a skin graft
Toss it up, the DJ known as Evil cuts
You wanna what's happenin what?
The beat become my soul, I'm out of control
Look in my face as my roll
Back in my head and the mic red
Step in my face and you'll wind up
Yo, thanks, I needed
I was posessed by this treacherous
Watch out word this ain't no
A sucker to flex and his arm got broke
Don't a move that you'll regret
Evil E's on the set, hit the

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You to think and wonder bout how it's done
"An Maybe I could be one"
Drop the thought, get a job, change your
To be a dope MC time
Eight years of mine, no time for
You be an MC? "Get off the bandwagon!"
But if it's in heart, get a pen
Don't stop writin til the inkflow
and work and don't halfstep
Dog the mic every you get
must be kept
Stay and build 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 back to
I jumble topics, you won't know where go
Back in your face with a cold but steady
You the power of the Ice in the first row
You already know to say, "HO"
On the mic is a cold vet
Evil E's on the set, hit the

I'm in my mode, called the fourth
Or the last verse, if you decode
So I gotta raise the heat, up the beat
Switch the mic from airtight to
Pounce the deck, it ain't wet yet
Let me see how hot you can get
Then I'll up the amps, blow out the lights
You're in darkness, the mic ignites
Glowin it did before, but even more
The room is lit, the are hardcore
Evil the records like a psycho 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 flavor to a musical track
Too fast to catch, too complex to
I'm gettin hyped as can get
E's on the set! Hit the deck