Luyện nghe bài hát Can't Front on Me

Ah, yeah, yes,
Uh, come on, is what I like
It's that Pete Rock and C.L. Smooth
Uh huh, yeah, brothers understand
You know I'm about to drop a funky on you like this

Hit the war that vibrate the earth underneath
Here my people and I come, wake up the chief
Not a pale ghost, C.L.'ll wreck the most
'Cuz the Mecca land never had a Leo

The Sudanian, of the Mediterranean
And if it's lovely I'm the one Skypagin'
than the Mole Man, R and B, you're silly
The male hardcore crusin' through my city

to the supernova, Swami like Bola
Heavy hitter I consider Ueuker on my shoulder
Measure a yardstick, thick at arithmetic
You add it up and I a high pick flick

Hit the pitch and I'm gone as the funk lingers on
I don't publicize here to keep the black 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 when we to deceive
Sparkin' off a trick up the
stocked the bedrock, listen and you'll see
And I'm you will agree you can't front on me

Yo, you front
It's like that, c'mon,
Yes, you know I got to
You front
I'm you now
C.L. Smooth and the Rock,

Many consumed what was locked in a
That I gradually groomed, coming out now like perfume
So take a when I wrap a gift, play ya like a gospel
A logical apostle,

Afro, a cut me like a with a Braun
Sport a head, but never needed Hair Club for Men
Drop a SCUD, fully-capable, a in a eclipse
Skips to backflips soon as it leaves my

Suave know, I can make the funk the habit
Kick the old 45 and I can boogie on
Welcome to the Brahma Don, pilgrimage to Don
A prayer for the parish, Soucron

'Cuz ain't no misbehavin' when they manage what you're
Put the "Anger in the Nation" on your
Anvils that the whole circumference
And black people crowd in a mass

To hear Gabriel's horn, blow it like a
the flavor unit with the top priority?
C.L., untouchable with the full
Impossibly, the posse can't on me

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

You desire the messiah for the empire
organizer of the earth, wind, and fire
C.L. and Rock unlock the hard rock
Many want to and the honey-dips clock

Intercontinental for the
Never coincidental, on a rental
all the bars numeric
Pro-prosthetic if ya let it resurrect the

The brother on the cover, yes, a not a singer
If you recognize him, with your index finger
Shock another flock when I hit the
God or Devil on the set that's level, as a rebel

In retrospect I detect incorrect
And the black power project
Supreme 'cuz I chose to never
to the extreme, place it on a very high beam

And jewels for five thousand fools who stampede
'Cuz the proper stopper's what ya need
So and get a taste of the dynamic duo
And I'm sure you will agree you can't on me

You front, boy
'Cuz the skilled fools
are the funk
The funk
We no joke
out to note
Ah, yeah, with the track
it, P.