Luyện nghe bài hát Hit Em Hard

Here the lyrical breakdown,
Move out the way punk, and take a clown,
the Ice Man slicin', dicin'.
Hittin' Tyson.
So listen to the I givin' em,
My lyrics got the of a Mac truck
When I'm 'em
Yo, my rhymes flow,
it like psycho
And I'm exploding nitro-glis,
Coming a hurricane bliss,
Straight sacking the like a quarterback
My man Zero is with a killer slice,
I'm up the mic,
Ya damn right, Ice
twice the punch,
I put the on Marky
And take the out of his bunch.
I hit the run
You got to base, son.
I'm in place,
a seat clown for the beatdown.

Uh, tonight's the of the big fight,
With the mic in my I got the grip tights.
Ready to swing it like a slugger,
at the head of a sucka,
Crack run.
how did it to have the mic hit ya dome, son? Uh!
I tried to make your ring like a church bell.
I put it on ya
I'll ya hurt well,
'cause you into my booby traps
No good vibrations,
I'm tired of your raps,
So I eat ya scooby snacks,
An maybe you like a zig zag
Or you like a hootie mac,
You did I did,
So gonna lose kid,
'cause to me you're a new kid on the block
Get off my jock,
Get off my
Before you get
For the

Yeh, is the last verse,
Should I say the round.
And its time I out another class clown.
Sit and take notes
As Vanilla ballistics withdope lyrics,
Oh waht a pity,
ya had to spend three million dollars on your video.
It was and I can admit that,
All that money's wasted 'cause songs wacked,
I make stuff to make the gather.
An' let 'em see us in a pit,
I wanna slam dance ya, Hammer.
Now can I kick it, of I can.
yo, you will get out, then turned out.
I'm gonna keep stong, song after song,
Ya thought I'd fade, ya did wrong.
I'm the threat for this sound fools.
Ha Ha, comes the lyrical beatdown.