Luyện nghe bài hát Boof Baf

I'm Chill-Master, of a thousand MC's
But how are you tell the real I bust from these fo' knees
'Cause he sees everyone with a with a record company
They go home, write a rhyme, they think they ready to battle better

Some write forward, some write
I wait for them to get the then reverse yo
With a that's worse than the last one
Some say boo! he's the po he used to Jamaicans

And Hatians you thought I was American
Ay Pras, remember that they sang, yeah
Go back to Jamaica, what's is what's new
But now we move off with Uncle's with a trail-crate of

I'm from the island, the island I'm is the strong island
MC's must be right, when I syke from lack of
Mind must be sharp until my girl, I get all in
Black stylin', ridin', be trappin'

they come to battle champ see the shoes flappin'
Huh, while I'm rappin'

Boof baf, another of a guy
Boof baf, never boy, punk, try
Boof baf, another of a guy
baf, never boy, duck punk, try

Said if you write with pencil you write with pen
If you a rooster you must have a hen
Five plus five you know that to ten
Then spit the yellow man, check it to site

One, two, I a flow to catch it
Three, four, back she before the track miss
I fuck ya when style go, to wreck static
But yo sister, the mic and do damage

Aiyyo I used to a hooptie, check me down swoopie
with the Jones' but I different homozones
See got no value if I ain't got no statue
heads, I be the kid from "Timbuktu"

One, two, zip me-me, check the mic I'm
Three, four, please the army, "Oh God", Uzi's
So what, converse man, the chicken or the
Get the hoodie came then mans' then would be Nancy

To the Jesse James rough, step back, check your steps
I'll your theory like the chi-chi-woo-woo-boogie-man
You say I'm balanced but Silence of the Lambs
And when I call name I say Candyman, Candyman, Candyman

baf, another sound of a guy
Boof baf, boy, duck punk, try
Boof baf, sound of a guy
Boof baf, never boy, punk, try

Well I'm on fire, fire,
So let me re-light viacom
And let you the-the-elec-tronic, cool
And let you enter the-the-elec-tronic,

And let you the-the-elec-tronic, cool
And let you enter
All that movin' I call my nozzle you see I was an
You to your lyrics in chime, your Panasonic

The ly-ly-ly-lyricaler, the
Pras take the mic man, you know really critical

Stall MC's 'em up for-er-Death Row
and cultural, style and never old
Slashed the priest-fool, ooh, filth-swolled
I say no to spliff but my friends still [Incomprehensible]

Coolin' it, coolin' it, it, somebody chuck me-who the who'd you think?
Hold the mic, the mic, I shoot 'em
Down with my last one, last one, one, last one and smoke
I got my bullet-proof and now to send my bozack

Boof baf, sound of a guy
Boof baf, boy, duck punk, try
Boof baf, another of a guy
Boof baf, never boy, punk, try

Rich rap come from the in the neigborhood
Who used to rap on a Polaroid, here comes Joe
Let me the block as I pull fo'-five
baf, I cut the block with gat-stops

I used to play hookie to see how good an MC was
He said I bust a battle, aight, I took a gun
No cheeba, just a Libra on a last ride
I waited so long that I I died and came back alive

So hear the spirits, fear, Sir New Stosser
This the new under the sun, when I come, I come
Bam-bam, alakazam, he grabbed the mic up the they ran
I came back the bag 'cause that's my momma man

I'm just patrollin', move off in the
But the spot that I clock, you get shot if your about
So don't get caught on the fast lane, the fast
A just yourself and be the same

'Cause many rapper-days, say nuttin' for
So here's sut-um to you from the am to the pm

'Cause a imitator could never be than the creator
Whose the originator, up infiltrator, see you in the alligator
Back traitor, tape recorder, duplicator, roughly rhymin' with
The head tranzlator and leave the to be naughty in the refrigerator

Boof baf, sound of a guy
Boof baf, boy, duck punk, try
Boof baf, sound of a guy
baf, never boy, duck punk, try

Boof baf, sound of a guy
Boof baf, boy, duck punk, try
baf, another sound of a guy
Boof baf, boy, duck

Say gun-man, say tell me where you get your gun from
You musta get it from the land
We to shoot up the old a Babylon
Pay the man to onto it

Say gun-man, say tell me where you get damn gun from
You musta get it the foreign land
You want to kill own brother man

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