Luyện nghe bài hát Bring It On

Bring it on motherfucker, it on
Bring it on motherfucker, it on
Bring it on motherfucker, it on
it on motherfucker, bring it on

Monch, I even be gettin' more than an Neo Geo
Thirty-two bit computer chip be slipped my lips
And I'll spit spit it out spit it out go ahead spit out
That itty bitty style you

Betta I buttfuck MC's from the rear it appears you're stuck up
It's my terminology that strike up mind and rips beat apart
You know the many styles I choose will bruise crews from the
I flow awkwardly 'cause I flow fast to the rhythm

Incisions are made into the and then I begin to give 'em
A lobotomy, me I'm shapin' your brain like pottery
All the track gimme the P H gimme the A R
Gimme the O A the H E, Pharoahe

Crazy poison tip arrows are you from all directions
You cannot dodge or manage to dislodge from the point at
Which are connecting, I am se-se-selecting
A ne-ne-new style-style for of MC's
Who try to get

Fu-fu-fuck dat, when I'm in a renovative state of
I'm innovative, never been of rockin' the microphone
I'm prone to be
Cling when I sing a song of sixpence if it makes sense then sing
along to my nuts if you got guts then bring it on

Bring it on motherfucker, it on
it on motherfucker, bring it on
Bring it on motherfucker, it on
Bring it on motherfucker, it on

it on motherfucker, bring it on
Bring it on motherfucker, it on
it on motherfucker, bring it on
Bring it on motherfucker, it on

is no equivalent one consider me the epitome of rhymes
Rhythm to techs execution is parallel to
With an exception of the
My telepathy be dismantled so stop sweatin' me
Advanced data now watch your greater updates so get trampled
Fe-fi-foe steps up show, that I'm ahead of your time