Luyện nghe bài hát Ain't it Good to You

[Kool
I'm like Cato, my the Green Hornet
You know you it, rappers get up on it
I flaunt it, throughout the
The my area
Dance interior, fresh interior
A painted wall with
that glow and show the biter reciter
up who mighta tried to copy style
or change their ways, to if you can
me out, on the microphone
I'm like 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 crew
Let's film it, now two
Watch the movie, brain will be the star
Thoughtless, I take you far
to the galaxy, and your domepiece
in the hemisphere, now you're on Jupiter
brain revolves around, you get stupider
Tryin to think, where goin
On other planets, are flowin
through the Milky Way, quicker warp speed
Brains I feed with heatable
Ain't it good to

[Ced
I'm a wise man, prophet of the
You wanna try me, I'm liable
to go and flow and show, don't you
Edgar Allan Poe, could not write like
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 joke the most, and around like notes
programmed, you're equal to a
Them want rhyme? You do
backwards, forwards,
Anyway, I say it
Now you're in space, plus you're
up, molecules of matter
Plus you scatter, you you had a
to shake, recuperate, recreate
the brain cells, I ate
Scraped, soak em in
Benzine, iodine producin
student of Cee's, to be, just like me
Ced Gee, the
A scientist, with knowledge
Once a God, years of
Accumulated, my and wit
Thoughts float, ideas are
to fit, the of the tempo
Also, the more so
have to groove soothe and lose you
Now ain't it good to

Keith]
Once again my blows up enemies
Wack MC's, across the nation on
You get the at the station
Promotion, I put your in slow motion
like lotion, and let it in the ocean
Then I drown it, your begins to bubble
I bring trouble, with Barney Rubble
in Bedrock, and watch another head
Go through West to and Ced block
The Avenue, you, bashin you
in your face, are crashin you
on the chrome dome, your Astrodome
You're in an ambulance, I'm you home
to complete the I'm on a mission
I see your balls of clay x-vision
I'm a scientist, satellites are weak
They get dimmer time I speak
On my you hope to seek the style
that copacetically, you out
On the mic, Kool in a spaceship
Risin, not followin,
Muscle flexin, lyrics for
Rhyme injection, rhythm
Brain selection, has
My reflection,
times your eye, invisible
I get by brain
Now ain't it to you?

[Ced
Aiyyo Keith, how you
Just Boogie Down Bronx Ultramagnetic sure shot
Done at the Ultra lab of
at D&D with my man Andy
Yo, we outta