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 equipped
Usin' my style for a set of action
beware, the club windows I'm bashin'
Throwin' rhymes and bombs and some

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

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

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

a rapper with mumps and chicken pox
Standin' still and stiff like a
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, pissy little cousin

Suckers are crabs, I grab 'em all by the
You think you're hard with 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
While my DJ go wild, do a

Kick 'em down, one two, of four stairs
This no sample or break from Roy Ayers
I'm a convict, skippin' the prison line
Yo, I'm on the chorus

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

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

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

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

The metaphor master has to blast ya
You wanna step in my way, then I'll ya
You see you're a bit slow, your out of sync bro
You rhyme like a weasel, my rhymes are diesel

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

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

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

It's a 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, bust your

Yo, man the man himself
The motherfuckin' alien one
Yo comin' up is Tim Dog
Yo, Dog, eat them

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

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

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

Steppin' to the bus while I'm in the BM
You see me right by with the fly Latin 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 riff but I got the that come swift
And ain't got time for bullshit

devastate and innovate
Suckers that think great I just mutilate
Tim Dog, comin' back the rhyme
Fuckin' up shit on the chorus

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

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

again, comin' off on a hype track
The man is back again, 'cause it's like
Black, matter of fact, in react
Combat, motherfuckers want that

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

TR, the super like a Czar
In control, by far
Cruisin' a Benz or a Jaguar
Boss your Audi, like Gotti

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

Remember the
I wrap rappers like my man Bolo
out a city like Chernobyl
I'm greatly underrated, elevated

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

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