Luyện nghe bài hát Ain't it Good to You

[Kool
I'm like Cato, my the Green Hornet
You you want it, rappers get up on it
I it, throughout the metro-politan
The my area
interior, fresh interior decorated
A wall with rhymes
glow and show the biter slow reciter
up who mighta tried to copy style
or change ways, to wonder if you can
me out, on the microphone
I'm like Benzine, I kill a fiend
Rhymes in my tank, brains gasoline
out, I use
And any wack, my mind checks on
meters and gauges, crankin up engines
Now I'm to roll
On you and him, your whole
film it, now take two
Watch the movie, your brain be the star
Thoughtless, when I you far
to the galaxy, and leave domepiece
in the hemisphere, now lost on Jupiter
Your brain revolves around, you get
Tryin to think, where goin
On other planets, are flowin
through the Milky Way, quicker than speed
Brains I with heatable rays
Ain't it to you?

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

[Kool
Once again my blows up enemies
Wack MC's, across the nation on
You get the at the station
Promotion, I put your brain in motion
lotion, and let it float in the ocean
Then I drown it, your brain begins to
I bring trouble, hang Barney Rubble
in Bedrock, and watch another rock
Go through to Washington and Ced block
The Avenue, you, bashin you
in your face, are crashin you
on the dome, swellin your Astrodome
You're in an ambulance, I'm you home
to complete the ways I'm on a
I see balls of clay with x-vision
I'm a scientist, your satellites are
They get dimmer every I speak
On my gryoscope you hope to seek the
copacetically, bugs you out
On the mic, Kool Keith in a
Risin, not followin,
Muscle flexin, lyrics for
Rhyme injection, rhythm
selection, has protection
My reflection,
Triple times your eye,
I get by brain
Now ain't it to you?

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