Luyện nghe bài hát Chorus Line Pt. 2

Can you funk it?
Can you with it?
Can you funk it?

Rappers step on the X, then go to shit
I got the mic in my and well equipped
Usin' my style for a firm set of
MC's beware, the club I'm bashin'
Throwin' rhymes and bombs and cocktails

You better move but not slow snails
I get smooth on daddy and
Why? 'Cause I'm the great
MC in motion, G as in go
Rhymin' on off beat, the X is so death

Super scrubs tryin'
You wanna like a pit? I'll be the lion
I'll chew your ass like on wild kingdom
And look at birds and bees that sting them
Time time, rhyme after rhyme

'Cause you jack shit, not even a dime
A and penny, a one dollar bill
How can you break wild and tell brothers to
You ain't the man to move and stop the
No matter how you run hide, gonna land and fall
on your brain, the X'll drop rocks

Leave a rapper with mumps and pox
Standin' and stiff like a mannequin
Bloody Kotex and sweat and panickin'
I'm dissin' rappers like Damon on Living
You my help on the stage? I'm not your mother
Father, son, pissy little cousin

Suckers are crabs, I 'em all by the dozen
You think hard with them hats and all that black on
You're not scarin' the X, yo bring the on
I load the mic up and like a mack 10
my DJ go wild, do a backspin'

Kick 'em down, one two, flights of stairs
This ain't no sample or break Roy Ayers
I'm a convict, skippin' the prison line
Yo, I'm on the line

It's a line, it's a chorus line
It's a chorus line, it's a line
a chorus line, it's a chorus line
Flipmaster, bust your

Yeah, my funkiest down from the underground
in the Bronx, this is the funk

Yo, melody up, grip on the beat right
I correct hit hard like a fist fight
I thank God for pavin' the
For writin' dope rhymes and rappers I slaid

I'm kickin' the rhyme gram as as I can and
To you say god damn, Gee's got a hype jam
To a punk and make 'em beg for mercy
Because he's nothin', he touch me

The master has to blast ya faster
You step in my way, then I'll smash ya
You see you're a bit slow, your flow's out of bro
You like a weasel, my rhymes are cock diesel

So step if you really feel
And I'll flip and bash your like Rocky
Call you Bullwinkle, snatch game plan
You played out son like Captain Caveman

Set you down, explain you go far
You rhyme kinda country some shit out of hee haw
Ced Gee and I'm flexin' my

Takin' rappers by one, bustin' that ass
So now you know exactly what's the
I'm cold illin' on the new chorus

It's a chorus line, it's a chorus
It's a line, it's a chorus line
It's a chorus line, it's a line
Yo, Tim Dog, bust your

Yo, man it's the man
The illegal alien one
Yo up next is Tim Dog
Yo, Dog, eat motherfuckers

Comin' at cha with a rhyme that'll sure nuff catch ya
Get fat, get slow, get high, get low but you still blow
Rhythm is smashin' ass is a passion
Suckers that keep clashin' 'em like glass and
You just

Fuck with Tim Dog, well, you know, not badder than
I'm and thick, you're cup of noodles
My rhymes are hardcore when you're rubber doo doo
Step back, back and just listen

I'm dissin' all suckers that wishin'
Rhyme and rhyme with the rhyme, another rhyme
Get another rhyme, bring a rhyme, let your mother
Steppin' to the A.M., to the P.M.

to the bus while I'm ridin' in the BM
You see me jettin' right by with the fly girl in my ride
You gettin' jealous? You shouldn't be
Let me ask the fellas, hey,

Why is he jealous, me and my fly ride?
You really really really get inside
You wanna but I got the gift that come swift
And got time for that bullshit

Pulsate devastate and
Suckers think they're great I just mutilate
Tim Dog, comin' with the rhyme
Fuckin' up on the chorus line

It's a chorus line, it's a chorus
It's a line, it's a chorus line
It's a line, it's a chorus line
TR, yeah, your rhyme

I think, the is very complicated
I don't know any place will accept the track like this
We can't deal with that stuff, it's too

Back again, off on a hype track
The man is again, 'cause it's like that
Black, of fact, in death react
Combat, motherfuckers don't want

Style, rip it up style, catch a fill it up
Freestyle, so wild
I got the style you to hear
next? You better fear

TR, the super star like a
In control, by far
Cruisin' like a or a Jaguar
your Audi, like John Gotti

So like my man name is
Make a move, I'll you famous
And if you choose to step to
You get to this?

Remember the
I wrap rappers like my man named
Take out a like Chernobyl
I'm underrated, highly elevated

To serve and destroy is how I it
To grooves and move to soothe and prove
and guests performers I amuse
To teach and reach, anyone or

A fan will grab my hand and wants to the party
I got and style for each and every time
On the chorus