Luyện nghe bài hát Crossover

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

The rap era's outta control, brother's 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, stick to Kid Capri
mode, yeah, kid, that's how the Squad rolls
I know head is bobbin' cuz the neck knows
(Not like other rappers) frontin' on they fans, ill
to chill, saying "damn, it be great to sell a mill"
Thats when the mind to the pop tip
(Kid, gonna be large)
Yea right, that's what the kicks
the black crowds, you're wack now
In a zoot suit, frontin' black mad foul
I for the hardcore (rough, rugged and raw)
I'm outta here, catch me chillin' on my tour
From the US to the cliffs of Dover
underground funk, keep the crossover

(So sayin) You wanna go pop goes the weasel
You know you should be rocking the fans wit something
But you insist to piss me off
So I the biceps so I can push em back
So hardcore hip-hop continue wreck 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 cross yonder
(So help me Rhonda, help, me Rhonda)
(Yo, from what) the crossover, yea you over
Outta here, gone, peace, nice to ya (see ya)
What a way to go out, no clout is the fans will shout
Cause you got gassed and the wrong route
Came on the scene, chillin', freakin' a funky line
But when they finish wit you (beep)
Some say there's no business like business
But if the truth, please explain why is this
Rappers been long, makin' mad noise you see
I haven't seen one rapper livin' comfortably
No time to and wish on a four leaf clover
I to underground, keep the crossover