Luyện nghe bài hát Crossover

Let's get up, get down
with the hardcore funk, the hardcore sound
Let's get wit this, funk material
So simple, I rock wit the instrumental
Who am I (E-D the Green Bandit)
my career so I can never get stranded
But the rest are gettin Brand
Changed up they style, 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 boy, change your mission
back around the block
Pump Color Me Badd to the ah, tock
Let them know your logo, not a black
My sing, my background sing for the crossover

The rap era's control, brother's sellin' their soul
To go gold, going, going, gone, another sold
(To who) To pop and R&B, not the MD
I'm hip-hop, I'll stick to Kid Capri
Funk mode, yeah, kid, that's how the rolls
I your head is bobbin' cuz the neck knows
(Not like other rappers) on they fans, they ill
to chill, saying "damn, it be great to sell a mill"
Thats when the mind to the pop tip
(Kid, you're be large)
Yea right, that's what the kicks
Forget the crowds, you're wack now
In a suit, frontin' black lookin' mad foul
I speak for the hardcore (rough, and raw)
I'm outta here, catch me chillin' on my next
the US to the white cliffs of Dover
Strictly underground funk, the crossover

(So whatcha sayin) You wanna go pop the weasel
You you should be rocking the fans wit something diesel
But you insist to piss me off
So I flex the biceps so I can push em
So real hardcore 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 from cross yonder
(So me Rhonda, help, 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 is what the fans will shout
you got gassed and took the wrong route
Came on the scene, chillin', freakin' a funky line
But when they finish wit you (beep)
say there's no business like show business
But if this the truth, please explain why is
Rappers been long, makin' mad noise you see
Still I haven't one rapper livin' comfortably
No time to pick and on a four leaf clover
I stick to underground, keep the