Luyện nghe bài hát Ain't it Good to You

[Kool
I'm like Cato, my rhyme's the Green
You know you want it, get up on it
I it, throughout the metro-politan
The my area
Dance interior, fresh interior
A painted wall rhymes
that glow and show the biter slow
up who mighta tried to this style
or change ways, to wonder if you can
me out, on the microphone
I'm strong Benzine, I kill a fiend
Rhymes in my tank, brains pumpin
out, I use
And any rappers wack, my mind on
meters and gauges, up lyrical engines
Now I'm ready to
On you and him, your whole
Let's it, now take two
the movie, your brain will be the star
Thoughtless, I take you far
to the galaxy, and your domepiece
in the hemisphere, now lost on Jupiter
Your brain revolves around, you get
Tryin to think, where goin
On other planets, rhymes are
through the Milky Way, quicker than warp
Brains I feed with heatable
Ain't it to you?

Gee]
I'm a wise man, prophet of the
You wanna try me, I'm liable
to go and and show, don't you know
Edgar Allan Poe, not write like this
Mysteries, a twist
And I insist, to my metaphor
Slice and write, and make the brain sore
for, you and him
I kill a rapper, then
to wrote and smoke you're then provoke
the the most, and walk around like notes
programmed, equal to a dummy
Them rhyme? You do summies
backwards, forwards,
Anyway, I say it
Now you're in space, plus folded
up, like molecules of
you scatter, you wish you had a
chance to shake, recuperate,
the cells, I have ate
Scraped, em in solutions
Benzine, iodine producin
student of Cee's, to be, just like me
Ced Gee, the
A scientist, skilled knowledge
Once a God, of college
Accumulated, my and wit
Thoughts float, are legit
to fit, the rhythm of the
Also, the music so
have to move groove soothe and you
Now ain't it to you?

[Kool
Once my rhyme blows up enemies
Wack MC's, across the nation on
You get the hype at the
Promotion, I put brain in slow motion
lotion, and let it float in the ocean
Then I drown it, your begins to bubble
I bring trouble, with Barney Rubble
in Bedrock, and watch head rock
Go West to Washington and Ced block
The Avenue, passin you, you
in face, rhymes are crashin you
on the chrome dome, swellin Astrodome
You're in an ambulance, I'm takin you
to complete the I'm on a mission
I see your of clay with x-vision
I'm a scientist, your satellites are
They get dimmer every time I
On my gryoscope you hope to the style
that copacetically, you out
On the mic, Kool Keith in a
Risin, not followin,
flexin, lyrics for connection
Rhyme injection, perfection
selection, has protection
My reflection,
Triple times your eye,
I get by brain
Now it good to you?

Gee]
Aiyyo Keith, how you
Just another Boogie Down Bronx sure shot
at the Ultra lab of course
Mixed at D&D with my man
Yo, we here