Luyện nghe bài hát Crossover

Let's get up, let's get
with the hardcore funk, the hardcore sound
Let's get wit this, funk material
So simple, when I rock wit the
Who am I (E-D the Green Bandit)
my career so I can never get stranded
But the rest are Brand Nubian
Changed up they style, from to suits and
Thinking about a pop record, somethin' made for the
For a new relation
Ship of a new of scene
To go platinum and clock mad
AKA, a sellout, the rap
Get off that boy, your mission
Come around the block
Pump Me Badd to the ah, tick tock
Let them know your logo, not a black
My background sing, my sing for the crossover

The rap era's outta control, brother's sellin' soul
To go gold, going, going, gone, rapper sold
(To who) To pop and R&B, not the MD
I'm strictly hip-hop, stick 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 fans, they ill
Trying to chill, saying "damn, it be to sell a mill"
Thats when the mind to the pop tip
(Kid, you're be large)
Yea right, that's the company kicks
Forget the black crowds, wack now
In a zoot suit, frontin' lookin' mad foul
I speak for the hardcore (rough, and raw)
I'm outta here, catch me chillin' on my tour
the US to the white cliffs of Dover
Strictly underground funk, keep the

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

Another funky dope style from cross yonder
(So help me Rhonda, help, me Rhonda)
(Yo, from what) the crossover, yea crossing you
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
Came on the scene, chillin', freakin' a dope line
But when finish wit you (beep) flatline
Some say there's no business like business
But if this the truth, explain why is this
Rappers been around long, makin' mad you see
Still I haven't seen one livin' comfortably
No time to pick and wish on a leaf clover
I to underground, keep the crossover