Luyện nghe bài hát Ain't it Good to You

[Kool
I'm like Cato, my rhyme's the Green
You you want it, rappers get up on it
I flaunt it, throughout the
The my area
Dance interior, fresh decorated
A painted with rhymes
that glow and show the biter reciter
up who mighta tried to this style
or change ways, to wonder if you can
take me out, on the
I'm strong like Benzine, I kill a
Rhymes in my tank, brains gasoline
out, I use
And any wack, my mind checks on
and gauges, crankin up lyrical engines
Now I'm to roll
On you and him, whole crew
film it, now take two
Watch the movie, your brain 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
to think, where you're goin
On other planets, are flowin
through the Milky Way, quicker warp speed
I feed with heatable rays
Ain't it good to

Gee]
I'm a man, prophet of the bible
You wanna try me, I'm liable
to go and flow and show, you know
Edgar Allan Poe, could not 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, then
to wrote and you're chokin then provoke
the joke the most, and walk around like
programmed, you're to a dummy
Them rhyme? You do summies
backwards, forwards,
Anyway, I say it
Now you're in space, plus folded
up, like of matter
Plus you scatter, you 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, skilled with
Once a God, of college
Accumulated, my and wit
float, ideas are legit
to fit, the rhythm of the
Also, the more so
have to groove soothe and lose you
Now it good to you?

[Kool
Once again my rhyme blows up
Wack MC's, across the on rotation
You get the at the station
Promotion, I put your brain in slow
lotion, and let it float in the ocean
Then I it, your brain begins to bubble
I bring trouble, with Barney Rubble
in Bedrock, and watch head rock
Go through West to Washington and Ced
The Avenue, you, bashin you
in your face, rhymes are you
on the chrome dome, swellin your
You're in an ambulance, I'm you home
to the ways I'm on a mission
I see your balls of clay with
I'm a scientist, your are weak
get dimmer every 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,
flexin, lyrics for connection
Rhyme injection, rhythm
selection, has protection
My reflection,
Triple times your eye,
I get by your
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