Luyện nghe bài hát Come on Down

When I'm in motion it's just like the flow of the
The weight of the words swerve and
My style flexes than the state of Texas
Quick as a Lamborghini, as a Lexus

I that makes me the top of the line
Oh yes I'm the most of all time
'Cause as as I pick up the mic
And and the lyrics just start

To flowing, ahem
Coughing couldn't stop me going
On with the rapture, so I can capture
Your mind with state of the art music to adapt to

To the God on the groove
Because when my tongue moves I love that I'm smooth
Do it with and in times I leave rears
To em a little of the flavor that please

As I, school in the who in
And doin, and reignin and the
Gutter and stutter, and killin, and
Collectin the and jammin, and slammin

And damn it's too much for one mind to
A pure blend, the way I make words mend
And, the way I be doin rappers in
Michael Bivins make these Boyz II Men

I play, verbally, capable to murder the
Average MC, the tough ones I'll third degree
And if thinkin that I'm takin a beatin
You're sure to see the Pink speakin

I'm a native New Yorker, I a lot of porker
When I get my ride, I be the grill
a smooth talker, I love Alice Walker
So get off the dillz and step back you little

Better yet you hooker, you wanna show I ya
The highest way I took ya, is a good looker
is residential, I make the presidentials
Over instrumentals, I the mentals

First saw Big at the place called Union Square
If you went in by it was a terror
See, I could do cause my crew is kinda phat
we had the toolies, out West you call em gats

It's that, oh, thanks chat, well let me drop more shit
Bring bats and balls and please don't forfeit
you won't get away, your status will be stank
You can ride with me G I'm to the bank

To meet up with Kane, up on Dollar
You get the idea, cause times is near
So see they bug cause they really can't handle
Position from the rappin, cause some of them be

Not in this sport of thought we out the devil
The three different flavors, you know we on the

Check it out, uhh, as I come and get dumb
Yes roughneck, swingin with the drum
Swimmin in the, track, thorough is how
I react, Busta Rhymes attack

As you feel the pain, kick impacts to the brain
Gotta make a mega
To the Big Daddy and Tip
My trip, flip the rhyme, I dip

Hey, hip-hop, cool, bust the
Wack do ya on the stage getting
This structure it takes, bust the angle of different flavors
On a young raider choc well that's my vocal

Keep my volume on extra
All the braids in my neck that I want room
Word up, huh, I am, damn
Dragon slayer layer after layer

This jam be ran while the record flim flam
your front pram, to the runnin man
Sam, Busta, Rhymes, comin on
L.O.N.S. did, rip a new

Flavor one, the unborn baby
before you move or catch a bad one baby
Chiggy change chump, the oversized
Busta you and the love, and then I rump

stter point, for the wild
Busta buckwild musically direct from Strong
Unload, catch you smell later
Dig on taste of the third flavor
from the lungs of the dragon, uh