Luyện nghe bài hát Symphony

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

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

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

Yo P, to rock, the sound I got, it reigns hot
Makin' snap back, like a slingshot
E hustle, and my way in
Then tussle for days in, on my own with guns
Not for the fun of it, for those who want me to run it
Then leave like who done it?
Sucka duck, I do I feel right now
When I spit the illest shit, be like, "Wow!"
Yo! I get when I'm in the place
That's that nigga, makin' you with 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 blow trial
Be downtown swingin', M.O.P.

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

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

up
Yo I believe me
Fame! Get on the mic for the

For gettin' the real, from B'Ville
Motherfuckers don't like Fame 'cause I'm not cream
I feel I speak so I speak what I feel
Sleep and I will, and I kill
Motherfuck who know jump out a
up your back with a mac, uno, uno
Ghettoville nigga, I all laws
Drink brews, curse out bitches, and piss on

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