Luyện nghe bài hát Bad,bad Man

john (bad bad man)

Aww, you did it now
Chaos you shoulda put one in the vault man!
They not - they don't know what's comin man!
Oh we gonna drop this on 'em here
Y'all ready for this, Y'ALL AIN'T READY FOR NONE OF THIS!

Your a bad man, and we invadin the streets
Make unclever rappers scurred, they be the heat
Shocked the world, now I'm standin
I flip fools like them clamshell cellular
You can't help but nod your to the track
the watered down rap, we be takin it back
Give it to me - ain't no chasin it
Check yourself in the - ain't no facin it
Cause you, playin the role and you to fold
the masterplan, we got the planet on hold
We all over the streets like your favorite
Breakin up your sound like a drive-through
Everything that I be is strong
I rock, fast forward through the rest of the song
We the monkeywrench, that's gonna ruin your
And don't fuck with John - 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 streets all my I'm a bad man
I'm a bad man, I'm a bad man

We devils - rockin ambient
We set loose among hot to instrumentals
And cats got one-liners, I drop
And I it's funny you choose, losin progress
or in place; we makin moves, and y'all settle
I rip rappers and take
for makin future look third rate
are lost for words like conversation on your worst first date
and ride beats, creep through side
Looseleaf notepads that's rhymes leak
Punchlines - man, even beg
I got knee-slappin tracks, y'all your leg
You a rhyme writer - funny man, that's a
You worthy of bein my secretary man that's a quote
I flood tracks like in boats
And pussy rappers choked up with they own in they throat

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

Yeah, it out
It's Knuckles baby
And I you to say hello to the BAD, BAD, MAN - C'MON!