Luyện nghe bài hát Cheezit Terrorist

Fee fi fo fum, I smell the blood of a rapper that's
as a matter of fact, I smack a back of the style, are now
mellow minced, defeatin the
And become Gentle as Ben, but then they and dribble
and like a pencil
The utensil I got, is brain power
And you it's essential I rock, I rain showers
sleet snow and raise hella eyebrows my styles
You're how wild
When what where, made ladies so
can't even be showin they butt bare
Look up there, beside the birds the planets the
the rappers who talk the mo'
I'm makin em the plank they stank I'm takin they rank
they tiddlewinks I'm playin em like that game
I'm gunnin and and packin em up
and I'm this here rap thang
Main, you go to war, I'll take you
I physically you, when I break through
I'm you fake crew, you made a mistake fool
I hate you MC's, I'll you like cheese
I may to squeeze, my pencil
And write out a of rhymes

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

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

You know, it's all
KP and SloganMasters in the house, the Terrorist
And we chillin at 90.3 we got minutes left
And we got Brenda Short, and her records