Luyện nghe bài hát Ain't it Good to You

[Kool
I'm like Cato, my rhyme's the Hornet
You know you want it, get up on it
I it, throughout the metro-politan
The world's my
Dance interior, fresh decorated
A painted wall with
glow and show the biter slow reciter
up who mighta tried to this style
or change their ways, to 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 wack, my mind checks on
and gauges, crankin up lyrical engines
Now I'm ready to
On you and him, your whole
Let's it, now take two
Watch the movie, your brain be the star
Thoughtless, when I you far
to the galaxy, and your domepiece
in the hemisphere, now you're on Jupiter
Your brain around, you get stupider
Tryin to think, you're goin
On planets, rhymes are flowin
through the Way, quicker than warp speed
Brains I feed with heatable
it good to you?

[Ced
I'm a wise man, prophet of the
You try me, then I'm liable
to go and flow and show, don't you
Edgar Poe, could not write like this
Mysteries, with a
And I insist, to uplift my
Slice dice and write, and make the sore
for, you and him
I kill a rapper, begin
to wrote and smoke you're chokin provoke
the joke the most, and walk 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, molecules of matter
you scatter, you wish you had a
chance to shake, recuperate,
the cells, I have ate
Scraped, em in solutions
Like Benzine, producin
of Cee's, tryin to be, just like me
Ced Gee, the
A scientist, with knowledge
Once a God, years of
Accumulated, my and wit
float, ideas are legit
to fit, the of the tempo
Also, the more so
to move groove soothe and lose you
Now ain't it to you?

Keith]
Once again my blows up enemies
Wack MC's, across the nation on
You get the hype at the
Promotion, I put your brain in slow
like lotion, and let it in the ocean
Then I drown it, brain begins to bubble
I bring trouble, with Barney Rubble
in Bedrock, and another head rock
Go through West to Washington and Ced
The Avenue, you, bashin you
in face, rhymes are crashin you
on the chrome dome, swellin Astrodome
in an ambulance, I'm takin you home
to the ways I'm on a mission
I see your balls of clay x-vision
I'm a scientist, your satellites are
They get every time I speak
On my gryoscope you to seek the style
copacetically, bugs you out
On the mic, Keith in a spaceship
Risin, not followin,
flexin, lyrics for connection
Rhyme injection, perfection
selection, has protection
My reflection,
Triple times eye, invisible
I get by your
Now it good to you?

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