Luyện nghe bài hát Cheezit Terrorist

Fee fi fo fum, I smell the of a rapper that's wack
as a matter of fact, I smack a of the style, jackets are now
minced, defeatin the mental
And become Gentle as Ben, but then stibble and dribble
and bend like a
The only I got, is brain power
And you know it's essential I rock, I showers
sleet and raise hella eyebrows with my styles
You're how wild
When what where, made so horny
they can't even be showin they bare
Look up there, beside the birds the the hawk
the rappers who talk the mo'
I'm makin em walk the plank they stank I'm takin they
they tossed I'm playin em like that game
I'm and rackin and packin em up
and I'm runnin this here rap
Main, you go to war, I'll take you
I break you, when I break through
I'm makin you fake crew, you made a mistake
I hate you MC's, grate you like cheese
I may choose to squeeze, my
And write out a couple of

Whooooaaaa, my goodness!!!
Are we slaughterin, is this just slaughter MC
Or somethin man, is this?
Is all the aggression you ever had?

How many MC's must get ripped, before By don't flip with the Gift
You That's what I'm talkin bout
How many MC's must get
Before somebody says, don't with the Gift

You know, all good
KP and SloganMasters in the house, the Cheezit
And we at 90.3 we got thirteen minutes left
And then we got Brenda Short, and her