Luyện nghe bài hát 313

[Eye-Kyu:] Now what you about a sweet MC, from the 313
None of these you bout to see come free
So you wanna be a sweet MC, you become me
If you ever be one see

[Eminem:] Man what you know about a MC, in the 313
None of these skills you bout to see come
So you wanna be a sweet MC, you better me
If you wanna be one see

1: Eye-Kyu]
Yo some people say I'm whack, now if right
I'm the freshest whack MC you ever heard, in your lifetime
My slick accapella clever with the beats
Boy I'm the deepest thing potholes to ever hit the streets
Forgot a gold digger's succubus , my souls thick ruggedness
With the mic I'm like a dyke, no nigga fuck with this
I got more Different Strokes than Drummound
On open mic I bone your women just to keep my lyrics (bitch)
We elevated to new premeditated
Let it be that I stated they hate it now that they see I made it
The escalated can be put to the test of
the heart from MC's and I ate it
So I it that's the reason I'm hated
To represent my
If rap was a all you so called hard MC's would not be impitant
But pimping it, and like you could rock a show (so)
than LL's Rock the Bells, but you is a ho (now)
Everything that you I lacerate
My rhymes they coming like nympho maniacs that masturbate
At a faster rate, I got something for your ass to hate
I blasterate, and you all running master gates
And as for clutching and touching the flows
I got open like marijuana smoke up in your nose
Bucking these hoes, I got that shit to a science
them hot and bothered, turned on like an appliance
Defiance, no we have that
You want shit to blow up?
Well I'ma stuff dynamite in your ass crack
And blast shit to kingdom come
Then bring them some of real hip-hop
I drop beats and you singing or gonna do a thing about
And you all knew Meeko
That you couldn't hold own with the strength of Lou Forigno
So stop that bullshit and
Yo, you need to come with the real skills, and act like you

[Chorus:
So what you about a sweet MC, in the 313
None of these you bout to see come free
So you wanna be a sweet MC, you become me
If you ever be one see

[Eye-Kyu:] Now what you know a sweet MC, from the 313
None of skills you bout to see come free
So you wanna be the MC, you gotta become me
If you ever be one see

[Verse 2:
So what, you know about a MC, in the 313
You don't know shit so you see one flee
You can be Run-D, you'll never the MC
I'll the alphabet at S and got it down to a T
I'm sure your to agree, a sweet MC crashes the spot
I'll the roof hot like I was Rock Master Scott
Your ass forgot, so just in you don't remember me
I'll run brain around the block to jog your fucking memory
It's either them or me man, or be killed
You will and be sealed your casket closed you gonna be billed
My facilities with fans, packed to capacity
I'll send a rapper back the crack of his ass shitty
If he's acting soft and he
He better come cleaner then Jay Rue off when he showers
You flowers got no clout a thing
You could date a stick of dynamite and go out with a bang
I showered the slang, as A,B,C's
over the D's and rock the microphone with E's
Dethrone and I'ma max alone
Relax your dome a solo from a saxophone
So are known, writers get treated with shocks
I rock a beat harder then you could it with rocks
I'm greeted with flocks, of fellow follower's
You couldn't make the fans throw up hands if they swallowed their

But you can bring yours let's see you got
But don't front and never try to be what not
Cause you can be quick, jump the candlestick, your back
And fuck Jill on a hill, but you ain't Jack

Eye-Kyu]
So you know about a sweet MC, from the 313
None of these you just seen come free
So you wanna be a MC, you'll never become