Luyện nghe bài hát Attack of New Jeruzalum

[El Da
check dis check dat, MC El my shit fat
Rockin off this track, you say we're wack yo fuck dat
Word to life I kick the hyper type ? my gather
after, my skills of the dip dapper
I hold the with my sorts, rap sports
I got niggaz on my dick, down South to up North
Rhymes rip the hipper nigga, a swigger
MC El the of the fat style you can't figure
out the ass you can't pass up
My dizzle dazzle, tears up the band like ?
I blows with my bust your nose kick the ass of pros
who ain't, got the how-knows, to the crowd go (HO!)
Out see, complete my rap technique
Take up mad Chiefs, I go through 60 packs in a
Attackin New Jeru, as I do my
shit everyday, to niggaz around my way
Da Bricks, where every block it got mad crews
MC El Da with the attack of New Jeruz

Chorus:

Attack, of what? Attack of New (2X)
"Check it, who wanna wreck it? I flows the shit" (2X)

One]
Well as I step up, my fuckin reps up, and snappin
I'm than a zipper, get more wet than Flipper
Got trunks and crates, full of P-Funk
take Bootsy make a loop and you get souped because I'm great
With the four bar sample, add a and kick
on my dick for my tricks, when I fix the remix
I this disc with emphasis, since
presidents took residence, from dollars and cents
I got pull like Magneto rollin cee-lo with dice
My black book make, more people petrol Heidi Floess
I'm nice on mic jacks, and murder to a dub
The Knotty Headed ruffneck, don't give a fuck yet
I jump up the funk to the blunt that's like a tree trunk
I get blitt, to rip shit, piss and call MC's punks
My knotty throwin body blows ?
The trooper's gettin zooted off the funky herbal
Don't me, press or even stress to try to serve me
Cause I'm down and dirty the undergrounds of Jersey
Word to Fats daddy cause I'm than your Timberlands
Ladies and gentlemen, Tame got more balls than
So step up and get your cracked
by the blunt rapper, and get your bitch before I smack her

Chorus:

Attack, of what? Attack of New (4X)
"Check it, who wanna wreck it? I flows the shit" (4X)

(Ehh heh eh, a guest at my show)

[Jay
The J the A the Y the B the U the R the N
your back look over your shoulder, I'm bout to roll you over
with a bulldozer, get on the CB one
I pulve-rize a, MC cause I'm nicer
Click click click, I hunt MC's I'm the Predator
Don't think it's ? cause I kill I'm a matador
Lyrics bust through my lips just like I a song
Jay got more flavor, goya, adobo
I'm wreckin and tapes, with "That's Them" logo
Keeps you like a pogo chicks are dancin doin a go-go
I got the killer instinct, make extinct
Pep more ginseng, always mad testing
I rrrrrrrrrrip, backwards I pirrrrrrrrr
Fester, I keep the stage warmer than
No way to it, my style is automatic
Many MC system shut down when gun comes around
Plus I roll more in stirrups, than Lou Diamond Phillips
grills swell up, ??
I up in a violent rage the five-oh says damn
Jay B's gonna your black ass a new cage
out, with the Artifacts, I kick the nonstop rap
MC El and Tame One got my
In the attack, of what? Attack of New

Artifacts

Attack, of what? of New Jeruzalum (4X)
"Soul in my strut, in my hustle" (4X)