Luyện nghe bài hát Don't Do It to Yourself

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

The magnificent, none can swifter than
as [unverified], but my skin color is different
We got the milk and
My rhymes are like Abraham Lincoln's face on the money

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

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

The one that assures applause, took a loss
than some Olde E quarts to a can of Coors
In other words hazardous to your 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

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

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

I rip it apart, and up the art
'Cause I'm the best, it
I crush rappers for the of it
Defeat, I never of it

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

I don't just burn rappers, I torch 'em
With a skilled-out that's mad diesel
And I got hemorrhoids from shittin on so people
I crush those who oppose blows to your nose

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

And you better think it more than Special Ed
Cause me, kid, it ain't like
Goin' against anyone
I'm tellin you, 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 better not do it, you not