Luyện nghe bài hát Chorus Line Pt. 2

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

Yeah, my funkiest deep down from the
Down in the Bronx, this is the

Yo, melody change up, on the beat right
I come correct hit hard like a fist
I God for pavin' the ways
For these dope rhymes and rappers I slaid

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

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

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

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

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

Yo, man the man himself
The illegal alien one
Yo up next is Tim Dog
Yo, Dog, eat them

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

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

I'm dissin' all suckers that wishin'
Rhyme and with the rhyme, bring another rhyme
Get another rhyme, a rhyme, let your mother 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 Latin girl in my
You gettin' jealous? You be jealous
Let me ask the fellas, hey,

Why is he jealous, me and my fly ride?
You really really wanna get inside
You wanna riff but I got the gift come swift
And ain't got for that bullshit

Pulsate and innovate
Suckers that think they're great I just
Tim Dog, comin' back the rhyme
Fuckin' up shit on the line

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

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

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

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

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

So like my man whose is
Make a move, I'll make you
And if you choose to to this
You get next to

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

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

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