Luyện nghe bài hát Datskat

Datskat! I know you dig it I kick it baby!

Di-bi-dis-banks,
You wonder the sweat pon my brow, formulatin nouns
I'll get down, brother rock on, right on, right on
The brown, rhymer organically grown, shown, while
Sip-pida-didip-styles and proceed, to
You know I'm flyer G.I. so yo Joe
Fuck, I run amuck, cause I'm the of the fattest skatter
Black is intellectual, cat is perpetually
Ritually wreck, don't step, I cut ya
I mix the Sector 6 and now I knowledge butter
To prop up Afrika Bambaataa, a lotta, brother is out
Waitin on that new shit, this is how we do kid
The levels is correct one-two, call in a too
The front two, run through, for you
Brand new styles like
And rip this the front to the back
To all my where you at I know you dig it when I kick

Datskat! I know you dig it I kick it baby!

Skiggy-dang, skiggy-dang, you knows we gonna
And don't stop, just droppin off my you fags
When you define, the behind, deserves you lags
We blast off launchers, launchin off the rockets
If you bugs, if you act plugs, you're gettin pulled
Out of sockets, the particularly this
in lyrics they be callin me Jesus
Please just call me I'm not a prophet
Pass me a topic and drop it
Because it gets, hairier, never marry or flurries a
To with a boy upon the microphone
be convenient, I'm never bein lenient
On them folk who slow-up cause they a dope
But
We makin touchdowns, cause we butts down, so

Datskat! I know you dig it I kick it baby!