Luyện nghe bài hát Underground

Comin' straight from the
Comin' straight from the
I'm straight from the underground
Comin' straight from the

As I pump up a brand new funk
And bring the chill of thrill from B.B. King
Old is the way that I be waxin' a MC
I bust a grill, and the I check

Inspect, make the head's wrecked
Snap a neck for live effects
A machine, my functioning, that's
I stay together, my man, Al Green

I'm a slayer, the E R I C K and I'm
To attack a punk that ain't sayin' Jack
Boom, I'm buckwild when I'm

I close only one eye like a
So I throw on my black that's rhinestone
Summer to my that's outlined in chrome
I'm the Grand MC, I'm no joke

I hit like a Phillie when it's toked
I smoke, an MC done, he gets done
I'm knockin' out wack MC's like Nunn
power, one punch, crunch, I'm throwin' bolos

I'm strapped heavy, my handguns solo
I'm packed it's time to get down
'Cuz Erick Sermon's comin' straight from the

Comin' straight the underground
I'm comin' from the underground
I'm straight from the underground
I'm comin' from the underground

Okie dokie, my mind gets pokey when I toke the
Bull a Phillie Blunt and I hope me
Old Gold is cold I pop the cap
a sip and then blitz, then crack a back with a rhyme sack

'Cuz I'm too smooth, pay my dues and lose
I'm Top Gun pullin' bitches like Tom
And my main man, D Wade, still paid
And in the off-season we vacate in the

So all hail the Mary, crack the
Blast the boom box, then act George and Jet, son
my style, similar to Tae-Kwon-Do, but hey, yo
I don't or throw stars, this brother flows
To the funk with 808 drops for prop the top

Of or thuggin', D T's or cops
I say, "No" to and "Yes" to cess and I suggest
You put a buck on Lotto and if you win, you should
In a new grill, Bill, I rock non until

The Fat sings, or Brooklyn starts to ill
There's a fat chance, with the Bistro
'Cuz I'm the master of the quadraverb and the
There's no time to stop, so P on steppin'

On the edge of the frame of the mind, the nine is the
That I choose to squeeze when a brother acts
One to the head, mafioso style
You catch a beat down with sounds that pound
Watch yourself son, I'm comin' from the underground

I'm comin' from the underground
I'm comin' straight from the
from the underground