Luyện nghe bài hát Chorus Line Pt. 2

Can you with it?
Can you funk 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 smooth on daddy and
Why? I'm the great grandfather
MC in motion, G as in go
on off beat, the X is so death defyin'

Super scrubs tryin'
You wanna like a pit? I'll be the lion
chew your ass like monkies on wild kingdom
And look at birds and 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 wild and tell brothers to chill?
You ain't the man to move and the cannonball
No matter how you run hide, it's land and fall
Straight on your brain, the X'll drop

a rapper with mumps and chicken pox
Standin' still and stiff a mannequin
Bloody Kotex and sweat and panickin'
I'm dissin' rappers 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 with them and all that 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 four
This ain't no sample or break Roy Ayers
I'm just a convict, the prison line
Yo, I'm on the chorus

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

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

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

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

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

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

Set you down, you can't go far
You rhyme kinda country like some 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 cold illin' on the new line

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

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

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

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

I'm dissin' all suckers that keep
Rhyme and rhyme with the rhyme, another rhyme
Get another rhyme, bring a rhyme, let your rhyme
to the A.M., steppin' 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 wanna but I got the gift that come swift
And ain't got for that bullshit

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

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

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

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

Style, rip it up style, catch a it up style
Freestyle, so buck
I got the style you want to
Who's next? You better

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

So my man whose name is
Make a move, make 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 and destroy is how I demonstrate it
To keep and move to soothe and prove
Fans and performers I amuse
To teach and reach, or anybody

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