Luyện nghe bài hát And You Don't Stop

[Ol' Bastard]
Yeah, now we're gonna a shout out, knowumsayin'?
Def Jam,
like Method Man, Redman
Say all the here, knowumsayin'?
Lot, knowumsayin'?
I need no introductions, Cat

I'm sittin' in my west, I'm analyzin'
I'm off a quart that I just had bought
I'm of the moment, things soar in that head
I feel assurin' durin', glad
Yes, feel assured by I won
'cause no one who can fuck wit A-Sun
I'm not bein' pushy but I'm to boss
You need A-Sun, oh yes, well of
Don't see the riot, everyone keeps
If you believe nigga, get hyper and try it
Yes it is me, a total MC
Yo, I'm born to be, MC
Rhyming on time because that's the
You're only as as your ass feel
MC's, you are bound to fall
'cause real world is not a world at all

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Drunken Master, styles causin' street
Blaze cut faster a fairy slasher
Tai-chi, Fu fighting, ODB hands quick as lightenin'
too deadly
Iron fist blew the pawn, styles like lay long
Let's get it on, heavy broke, it's not 'bout
Shadow boxin', better punch, you need oxegen, try
When yu catch the wind, I'll break you in

[Masta
Approach the mic slow, it's about to
One foot crow crane, movement
Restore the ming, some take thing for joke
men deep in thought, misunderstood, held the fork
He's too defensive, too mean, you didn't, now a scene
These cats over here got glock holdin' him
These niggas scheming, I'm seeing
Ten steps ahead, on the smokin' my
Agent high best friend of the wine

[Method
drunk offa cheap wine
Holdin' front lines, niggas front, fine
Fuck wit me and mine, on your sunshine
Swine nigga's come as hard as a pork
Can you dig it? Only five percent it
While the rest of you niggas try to get it
Now fuck

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[Ol' Bastard]
wit the All In Together Now Crew
The GZA, the RZA, me of too
The I'm analyzing is strickly Hip Hop
That's what's made, made is on my workshop
You was unable plus earn
Just to touch the kip hop dance
sayin' of the utmost, truly I'm the utmost
Have you ever the hip hop holy ghost
Man, I mean really, that shit is mad
Especially when you yourself rhymin' over mics
I a wrecker through my amplifier
it down base, treble through my dancer
That's one new dance, to my Black Magic music
not classic, arabic, or basic
It's thickly, dirty and districkly
If not don't you pick me and me

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