Luyện nghe bài hát Can't Front on Me

Ah, yeah, yes

Uh, on
This is what I
It's that pete rock and c.l. stuff
Uh huh,
Brothers can't
You I'm about to drop a funky beat on you
this...

Hit the war that vibrate the earth underneath
Here my people and I come, gotta wake up the
Not a pale frail ghost, c.l.'ll wreck the
Cuz the mecca never had a leo africanos
The sudanian, master of the
And if lovely I'm the one you're skypagin'
Lower than the mole man, r&b, you're
The only male hardcore crusin' through my
to the supernova, swami like bola
Heavy hitter I ueuker leanin' on my shoulder
Measure like a yardstick, at arithmetic
You add it up and I a high pick flick
Hit the pitch and then I'm gone as the funk on
I don't publicize here to the black race torn
But steady at an altitude where you get the mental
Not to be rude, here's a pot brewed
Oh, what a web we weave we practice to deceive
Sparkin' off a trick up the
Pete stocked the bedrock, listen and see
And I'm you will agree you can't front on me

Yo, you can't
like that, c'mon, yeah
Yes, you I got to talk
You can't
I'm you now
C.l. and the rock, c'mon

Many consumed was locked in a tomb
That I groomed, coming out now smelling like perfume
So take a when I wrap a gift, play ya like a gospel
A apostle, collosal (whoooweee!)
Afro, a cut me like a fade a braun
Sport a bald head, but never needed hair for men
Drop a scud, fully-capable, a form in a
to backflips soon as it leaves my lips
Suave know, I can make the funk the habit
Kick the old 45 and I can on static
Welcome to the don, pilgrimage to mecca don
A for the parish, soucron affwaun
Cuz ain't no when they manage what you're cravin'
Put the anger in the nation on station
Anvils that the whole circumference
And black crowd in a mass abundance
To hear gabriel's horn, blow it like a
the flavor unit with the top priority?
C.l., untouchable the clip full
Impossibly, the can't front on me

Don't you front
Don't you dare
Not on me
Cuz I'm the man
C.l.'s the
on time
Right on, my
Come on, kick another for me

You the messiah for the entire empire
Total organizer of the earth, wind, and
C.l. and pete rock unlock the hard
Many to mock and the honey-dips clock
Intercontinental for the
Never coincidental, on a rental
Count all the numeric
if ya let it resurrect the nongeneric
The on the cover, yes, a rapper not a singer
If you recognize him, point your index finger
Shock another when I hit the block
God or devil on the set that's level, as a rebel
In retrospect I detect incorrect
And reflect the black project
cuz I chose to never blaspheme
Going to the extreme, it on a very high beam
And jewels for five thousand fools who stampede
Cuz the proper show what ya need
So come and get a of the dynamic duo
And I'm you will agree you can't front on me (yoooo!)

You front, boy
Cuz the skilled fools (skibooze? )
are the funk
The hardcore
We no joke
out to note
Ah,
With the track
it, p.