Luyện nghe bài hát Bad,bad Man

john (bad bad man)

Aww, you did it now
Chaos you put this one in the vault man!
They not ready - they don't what's comin man!
Oh we gonna drop this on 'em here
Y'all ain't ready for this, Y'ALL AIN'T READY FOR OF THIS!

boy's a bad man, and we invadin the streets
Make unclever rappers scurred, they be droppin the
Shocked the world, now I'm alone
I flip fools like them clamshell cellular
You can't help but nod your to the track
Fuck the watered down rap, we be it back
it to me straight - ain't no chasin it
Check in the mirror - ain't no facin it
Cause you, playin the and you plannin to fold
the masterplan, we got the planet on hold
We all over the streets like favorite sneaker
up your sound like a drive-through speaker
Everything I be spittin is strong
After I rock, fast forward through the rest of the
We the monkeywrench, that's gonna your plan
And don't fuck John Cena - I'm a BAD, BAD MAN

the mic in my hands I'm a bad man
Even in a fight with the I'm a bad man
Livin in the all my life I'm a bad man
I'm a bad man, I'm a bad man

We - rockin ambient levels
We set among hot tunes to instrumentals
And got one-liners, I drop several
And I it's funny you choose, losin progress
or runnin in we makin moves, and y'all settle
I rip and take responsibility
for makin future hall-of-famers third rate
are lost for words like conversation on your worst first date
and beats, creep through side streets
Looseleaf notepads that's where rhymes
Punchlines - man, don't beg
I got knee-slappin tracks, y'all your leg
You a rhyme writer - funny man, that's a
You ain't worthy of bein my secretary man that's a
I flood like cracks in boats
And rappers choked up with they own lines in they throat

TURN UP THE and see me I'm a beast
MC's and they beats is what I eat, 16 I'll leave you in the
My rhymes are sicker than gangrene in both
spreadin up the leg, and headed for the head
Your rhymes are whack your style is that the brain corrosion
is fuckin your chosen flows, I'm nice with mics
My break your nose like Mikey Tyson
in his prime, one rhyme
And I up the room one time, BOOM! To the jaw
Your face is a coat raw
And the and snot they mix, jelly on the floor
My love is cop bricks, belly on the floor
I rob you, you soft and you ain't a problem
I solve you, 357 long nose you
Acid in your face, bad look, you
I'm a bad, bad man

Yeah, it out
Bumpy Knuckles baby
And I want you to say to the BAD, BAD, MAN - C'MON!