Luyện nghe bài hát Crossover

Let's get up, let's get
Roll with the hardcore funk, the sound
get wit this, mackadocious 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 style, from jeans to suits and
about a pop record, somethin' 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, your mission
Come back the block
Pump Me Badd to the ah, tick tock
Let them know your logo, not a black
My sing, my background sing for the crossover

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

(So sayin) You wanna go pop goes the weasel
You know you should be the fans wit something diesel
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 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 me Rhonda, help, help me Rhonda)
(Yo, from what) the crossover, yea crossing you
Outta here, gone, peace, to know ya (see ya)
a way to go out, no clout is what the fans will shout
Cause you got gassed and took the route
Came on the scene, chillin', freakin' a funky line
But they finish wit you (beep) flatline
Some say there's no business like show
But if this the truth, please why is this
been around long, makin' mad noise you see
Still I haven't seen one livin' comfortably
No time to pick and wish on a four leaf
I to underground, keep the crossover