Luyện nghe bài hát America's Most

Yo, welcome, uh, huh
This is MC sharper

I'm standing here with my dog
We are to uplift your mind
And upgrade systems
So, come on down everyone wants to get some
in and boot and boot

Yo, yo, I couldn't a rat's ass
I've come to eat grub and ass
And show my whole entire ass
Y'all know the saying he who laughs laughs loudest
Bang the loudest, can't a coward do a thing it

What the bum-ba like, "Aye carumba"
Here's my name and number, 'La Rhumb'
Doc, it makes me how many heads has Heather Hunter's
How many different conclusions to to

And my sixteen bars Meth, hittin' too
a total disregard for your whole entourage
Rap phenom, slap your ass, snap your thong to my song
And you don't get clap upon

Who that kid? As as that Ol' Dirty Bastard
Who that kid? That pack a tool belt and dirty
Set tape recorder, lock down your daughter
Soon as I the rap game, out of order

Do I get brollic? Gimme a car I'll show you how to mileage
that mic, ill short it with a quick wattage
Skip college for the big
The ape with a fire escape with the weight a hit product

My draft is cold like Miller
When you hear it, you see more than tigger cheer
The red nigga here, and it's out of
Something like when Ron Gold' out with Nicole

I'll bring it back to the where the crooks belong
And if it come back raw, you cooked it wrong
Gangsta bomb, hold your
At the show, be shittin' out my mouth like my colon closed

Me and Meth, 100 proof, in case y'all a
And ovaries, feel these ball of fire
Doc, where the lighter, yo, I'm hemming up
Coffee them and put them in the vanilla dutch

that, the brothers in the house, now, be that
Believe that, turn this mother out, now, be that
Be back, what it's all about, now, be that
We not
(Yo, you know I'm sayin', son, sayin')

Believe that, the in the house, now, be that
Believe that, turn this mother out, now, be that
Be back , this what it's all about now, be
Fuck with the
(Yo, you what I'm sayin', son, sayin')

I'm at you killers like you stole something, fuck ya life
Trust my niggaz, sometimes, for I my wife
Fuck it, I'm nice, y'all don't be the mic
With your guns in your left hands, not it right

Ain't no, I in the team, ain't no my cream
I'm a semi-auto, clean, machine
Cocky, six foot three with knees
Attract hood for blocks 'cause I got cheese

Yo, dude I cheese but I don't flaunt it
When the towel is thrown in, you
There's grown men that spoke on it, we both want it, the
Puncturing holes in the when a vocal tone poke on it

Barbaric, my caddie beyond average
With the same size wheels on a horse carriage
Up in the air , spot my
Rollin' over like B. Rhymes on mountain dew

Believe that, the in the house, now, be that
that, let's turn this mother out, now, be that
Be back, this what all about, now, be that
We not
(Yo, you what I'm sayin', son, sayin')

Believe that, the brothers in the house, now, be
Believe that, turn this mother out, now, be that
Be back, this it's all about, now, be that
Fuck with the
(Yo, you what I'm sayin', son, sayin')

Believe that, the in the house, now be that
Believe that, let's turn mother out, now, be that
Be back , this what it's all about now, be
We not
(Yo, you know I'm sayin', son, sayin')

Believe that, the brothers in the house, now, be
Believe that, let's turn mother out, now, be that
Be back, this what it's all about, now, be
Fuck with the
(Yo, you know I'm sayin', son, sayin')