Luyện nghe bài hát Accordian

Livin' off borrowed time, the clock tick
That'd be the hour they knock the blaster
Dastardly and Muttley with sick laughter
A gun and they come to cut the mixmaster

I C E cold, to be old
Y2G steed to threefold
He scrolls, lo and behold
Know who's the illest like the greatest story told

Keep your glory, and glitter
For half of his niggaz'll take him out the picture
The other half is rich and don't mean
Villain a mixture between both with a of liquor

Chase it with beer, taste it like truth or dare
When he have the mic it's like the get like, Oh yeah!
It's they know what's 'bout to happen
keep ya eye out, like, Aye, aye captain
Is he still a fly guy clappin' if ain't hear it
And can they testify inner spirit

In living, the true
Givin' nothing but the lick like two broads
Got more than the church got, Ooh Lords
And he hold the mic and attention like two swords

Or even one with two on it
Hey you, don't touch the mic like AIDS on it
like the end to the means
Fucked type of message that sends to the

That's why he brings his own
And get more cheese than Doritos, Cheetos or
Slip like
Your first and last step to playin' yourself like

he had the mic you don't go next
Leaving cats like wild hoes need Kotex
Exercise index need Boflex
And won't take the one no skinny legs like Joe Tex