Luyện nghe bài hát Chorus Line Pt. 2

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

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

You better quick 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 defyin'

Super keep 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 after time, after rhyme

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

Leave a with mumps and chicken pox
Standin' still and like a mannequin
Bloody Kotex and sweat and start
I'm rappers like Damon on Living Color
You my help on the stage? I'm not your mother
Father, son, your pissy little

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

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

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

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

Yo, melody change up, grip on the right
I come correct hit like a fist fight
I thank God for the ways
For writin' these dope and rappers I slaid

I'm kickin' the gram as dope as I can and
To make you say god damn, Gee's got a jam
To crush a punk and make 'em beg for
he's nothin', he can't touch me

The metaphor master has to blast ya
You wanna in my way, then I'll smash ya
You see a bit slow, your flow's out of sync bro
You rhyme like a weasel, my are cock diesel

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

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

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

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

Yo, man the man himself
The motherfuckin' illegal one
Yo comin' up is Tim Dog
Yo, Dog, eat motherfuckers

Comin' at cha with a funky rhyme sure nuff catch ya
Get fat, get slow, get high, get low but you can't blow
is smashin' whippin' ass is a passion
Suckers keep clashin' break 'em like glass and
You just

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

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

Steppin' to the bus while I'm in the BM
You see me jettin' right by with the fly girl in my ride
You gettin' jealous? You be jealous
Let me ask the fellas, hey,

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

Pulsate devastate and
Suckers that think great I just mutilate
Tim Dog, comin' back with the
up shit on the chorus line

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

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

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

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

TR, the super star like a
In control, by far
like a Benz or a Jaguar
Boss Audi, like John Gotti

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

the Exorcist
I wrap like my man named Bolo
Take out a city Chernobyl
I'm greatly underrated, elevated

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

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