Luyện nghe bài hát Attack of New Jeruzalum

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

Chorus:

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

One]
Well as I step up, my fuckin reps up, and quicker
I'm slicker than a zipper, get wet than Flipper
Got trunks and crates, full of P-Funk
I'll take Bootsy a loop and you get souped because I'm great
the four bar sample, add a bass and kick
You're on my for my tricks, when I fix the remix
I twist disc with emphasis, since
dead presidents took residence, from dollars and
I got pull like rollin cee-lo with steel dice
My black book make, more petrol than 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 smoke the blunt that's like a tree
I get blitt, to rip shit, still piss and MC's punks
My knotty throwin body like ?
The trooper's zooted off the funky herbal buddha
Don't test me, press or even to try to serve me
Cause I'm down and from the undergrounds of Jersey
Word to Fats daddy I'm fatter than your Timberlands
Ladies and gentlemen, got more balls than Wimbledon
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 the next shit" (4X)

(Ehh heh eh, a special at my show)

Burnz]
The J the A the Y the B the U the R the N
Watch your back look over your shoulder, I'm to roll you over
a bulldozer, get on the CB one rover
Cause I pulve-rize a, MC cause I'm
Click click click, I hunt like I'm the Predator
Don't think it's ? cause I kill I'm a matador
Lyrics bust through my lips just like I sing a
Jay got more flavor, than goya,
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 MC's
Pep more ginseng, always mad testing
I rrrrrrrrrrip, backwards I pirrrrrrrrr
Fester, I the stage warmer than furrrrr
No way to control it, my is automatic
Many MC system shut down when your gun comes
Plus I roll more chicks in stirrups, than Lou Diamond
Makin swell up, ??
I step up in a violent rage the five-oh says
Jay B's give your black ass a new cage
Blacked out, with the Artifacts, I kick the rap
MC El and Tame One got my
In the attack, of what? of New Jeruzalem

Artifacts

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