Luyện nghe bài hát Crossover

Let's get up, let's get
Roll with the hardcore funk, the sound
Let's get wit this, mackadocious material
So simple, I rock wit the instrumental
Who am I (E-D the Eyed Bandit)
Control my so I can never get stranded
But the rest are gettin Brand
Changed up they style, from to suits and
Thinking about a pop record, somethin' for the station
For a new relation
Ship of a new type of
To go platinum and mad green
AKA, a sellout, the rap
Get off that boy, change mission
back around the block
Pump Color Me Badd to the ah, tick
Let them know logo, not a black thing
My background sing, my background sing for the

The rap outta 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 stick to Kid
Funk mode, yeah, kid, how the Squad rolls
I your head is bobbin' cuz the neck knows
(Not like other rappers) frontin' on fans, they ill
Trying to chill, saying "damn, it be great to a mill"
Thats the mind switch to the pop tip
(Kid, gonna be large)
Yea right, that's what the company
Forget the black crowds, you're now
In a zoot suit, frontin' black lookin' mad
I for the hardcore (rough, rugged and raw)
I'm outta here, catch me on my next tour
From the US to the white of Dover
Strictly underground funk, keep the

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

megablast funky dope style from cross yonder
(So help me Rhonda, help, me Rhonda)
(Yo, what) the crossover, yea crossing you over
Outta here, gone, peace, to know ya (see ya)
What a way to go out, no clout is what the fans shout
Cause you got gassed and the wrong route
Came on the scene, chillin', freakin' a funky dope
But when finish wit you (beep) flatline
Some say there's no business like show
But if this the truth, explain why is this
been around long, makin' mad noise you see
Still I seen one rapper livin' comfortably
No time to pick and wish on a leaf clover
I to underground, keep the crossover