Luyện nghe bài hát Don't Do It to Yourself

Hey yo, drop it it's hot
Kane, it like it's hot
Yo, up the microphone
And gimme you got

Hey yo, it like it's hot
Scoob, drop it like hot
Pick up microphone
It's to rock the spot

Hey yo, drop it it's hot
Kane, drop it like hot
Yo, up the microphone
And what you got

Hey yo, it like it's hot
Scoob, drop it it's hot
up your microphone
It's time to the spot

Oh my God, tell me, is it him?
The lyricist makin' matters grim?
Because when I start to the results are so deadly
Rappers start like the legs on Elvis Presley

Sayin', it's him, the great that's how I
But I just came to get my off
So I give them a and pickin up the microphone
After I left is like givin mouth-to-mouth to a

A waste of in other words
I don't leave no for you
Forget the men, that's the evil Kane'll do
I it raw, gee, too hardcore, gee
The way you could fuck with me is in a orgy

The magnificent, can come swifter than
Cool as [unverified], but my skin color is
We got the and honey
My rhymes are like Abraham Lincoln's face on the money

Makin' me on the land, but let's not forget
That if I rapped under water be Aquafresh
The best, oh yes, I
Wait, wait, wait, wait,
You said that in '88

Oh, I originate and the great to dictate
And regulate and set em straight
I get my point across because the boss is yours
The to the force, so put it on pause

The one that applause, never took a loss
Stronger than Olde E quarts to a can of Coors
In other words it's hazardous to health
So do it to yourself

do it to yourself, don't do it
Yo, you better not do it, you not
Don't do it to yourself, do it
Yo, you better not do it, you not

Stop right there, you freeze, cease
Don't make me put my Timberland boot to your piece
Big from Brooklyn comin' through, don't start me
Don't make me turn your jam into a Tec-9

Hey yo, what in the would ever possess you
To that you could touch me
Or try to come above me
Or even think you could flow this lovely?
Nobody, and I mean nobody on this whole planet can it

I rip it apart, and up the art
I'm the best, damn it
I crush for the hell of it
Defeat, I tell of it

So anything else you heard is
not on the level man, you're not even close to me
Step to the Kane and get bagged like grocery
So spare yourself the misfortune and with caution

'Cause I just burn rappers, I torch 'em
With a skilled-out style mad diesel
And I got hemorrhoids from on so many people
I crush those who with blows to your nose

When it to my crew that's the way love goes
The Chocolate City for Black Incorporated
And all of the soft get
So before you to me use your head

And you better think it more than Special Ed
Cause trust me, kid, it like
against anyone else
I'm you, don't do it to yourself

do it to yourself, don't do it
Yo, you better not do it, you not
do it to yourself, don't do it
Yo, you not do it, you better not