Luyện nghe bài hát Bad Mutha

(bad mutha)

1]
Turn up the radio, better yet the
And i'ma school the suckers who don't the half
I'm not a legend, I'm and actual
my rhymes, I get mad and come after you
I don't front or pretend cause imaginary
I get funky with the use of
I'm more deadlier than a bottle of
When I dig in my and say a fly rhyme
I might bust and say a little
Get the pumpin, yo, that ain't nothin
So don't bore me, been naughty
Even as a kid said: "look at shorty"
Back in the days I had attention
Speak of - man, listen
Even then I've coulda been a star
At the age of 12 I was rhymin on monkey bars
A kid with the art of poetry
for my age, but nobody noticed me
Nowadays I tell it it is
That makes my skill different her or his
I sport my skills on a f.m.
people know you better not sleep on me
I'm as a smooth cool brother
A technician, call me a (bad mutha)

2]
I play mc's a game of mario brothers
I hold my own, plus I can another's
I make strong and watch em take form
On a sucker who steps out his wrong
I'm the mc to fear and run
Shockin so much you I'm usin a stun gun
I hold the title cause I'm the champ
If rap was money you'd be rated as stamp
You try to boast and toast, you go by name?
You can't get with finesse, just jump change
You cut it even if you had a hack-saw
You're just a rap that I laid a for
Cause records get mixed up, foes get up
If a mic was a freak, I'd get my tip
So girls, don't sleep, don't doze off
I'm good a mic, plus I'm good with my clothes off
And I'm no joke, far a slow poke
I school the young bucks, plus the old folks
I got stamina, lyrical
Moppin, sweep up rappers like a janitor
finesse parallel to no other
The lover, and also the (bad mutha)

3]
At a show I get fly and so
Gimme a mic and that's all over with
On a stage I'm straight up
I can kick a party like a from the shaolin
Temple, I find it
I get the ladies they sweat my dimples
Me a loss? not by a long shot
Get off the tip cause you jumped on the jock
Of the wrong man put up on the wrong
You got problems, what you're on,
Raise up, I light the whole up
So wild with the mic, I oughta be up
I'm a brother you dare not lay a on
I leave you bloodier than a tampon
If you split, i'ma get you
Rhymes fresher than a virgin in a frigerator
Take caution to this brother say
Come correct or turn around the way
(bad mutha) is the perfect
Of me rhymin or plain flippin
I'm no joke when it comes around to
I start flippin I hear the sound of rap
I'm enhanced to keep in with it
And surprise mc's cause you a bit
So wake up, my man cause no time for dozin
My thoughts are set, and a rhyme has chosen
From my brain which me insane
To gain some fame, lord finesse is the
To and blame cause I came and rearranged
My of rap will make suckers wanna leave the game
I'm superior to others
Call me finesse, better yet make it (bad mutha)