Luyện nghe bài hát Down The Line

Okay, okay, okay,
Attention to the whole
Scoob lover, scrap lover, I don't need your
Mister cee I don't need you on the
Ant I don't need you collectin the dough
And daddy since you my brother
Get yo' ass on in
we gettin ready to take things down the line
Here we go one

yourself for mc terror
And don't make the error of tryin to near a
Rapper so smooth and swift with the of gab
To the mic, cause I'm sorta like
price, but you never been so nice
So back up off me, I'm seperatin men mice
Kickin ass in every committee, city to
Until both are city
The regulator innovator dominator of data
Plus an imitator
Lyrics don't display a too don
Hard as concrete, and always on
Steppin to this, you're not
You keep frontin on the stage like you're the crowd
the microphone real proud
But your are so booty you should write em on white cloud
So next up down the line, scrap

[scrap
Aiy-aiy-yo, the mine
But I peace, so the road'll get rough when
A toy mc, gets the heart to a bluff and
There's no laughter, cause the one I'm after
Is smashed, for that you have to
Make sure and every lyric is harmless
if not, you won't be able to calm this
Brother from brooklyn, made to fit a
And prepared for the unexpected, to a move
So put up your girl, and let's see who's in trouble
And if you got a sister, make it a double scoop
The capital s the c, the
for me, cause I'm the
Only mc with an rap style
You disagree, you get put on the scrap
So stay off the set, with and jet-son
You never seen a dancer who well you met one
Now spin the of fortunes or be wise and stay back
my show, like pat and don't sa-jak shit
Or get ate like and barley
Save sweat for keith, and the beef for charlie
So next up, goin the line, scoob lover

lover]
Yo, the microphone's
the s y'all, to the c y'all, double-o b y'all
Well God damn me y'all
back, kiss myself, I'm so fly
Sip a brew or two, cause yo, I don't get
I wave hi..
.. at a pretty girl that walk by
But yo, you all that, you stop?
A-with the weave in your like a mop?
You must know karate, cause face look chopped
Now to the subject of the matter
I eat a lot of food, but I get fatter
Let me see I'm slim, my is well trimmed
And when I'm low-key I on a brim
But I'm not conceited, when hangin out I it
For when trouble comes then I have to meet it
I'm spoken, I'm not jokin
What are you,
You be hopin and prayin
To be like but what are you sayin?
Well it style, charisma, class
up on the lover, and I bust your ass
So next up, movin down the
cee

[mister
Yo, the mine
Mission, to make dj's feel the
So here's a paragraph, written on
Of the ruler, dictator, dj
Makin a massacre, you last through a
of combat, where my left arm's at
My mouth with the mic in my hand, I attack
I shake and bake or fake a
Take em and em ache and flake, I break like an earthquake
When I erupt, mc's I corrupt, to be
I'ma shit up
So next up goin down the
The daddy shane

[little shane]
The mic is all
Mc's crawl by when they see tall guy
Six foot three huh, nobody's fry
The little d-a y
The s-h-a-n-e, yes me
You better believe there's no comp and I'm
So if you try to battle me, then it's
I'm no joke, the one to provoke
One move and kerrrrrr-roak!
So take it easy and on greasy
Cause I'm more rougher hair when it's peasy
I'm rougher than steak when it's raw
So that in mind, mon cherie amore
I'm a lover you find quite young
And brooklyn new york, is I'm from
So keep it on and you don't
supercalafragilisticexpalidopeshit
So up down the line, ant live

live]
Yo, the microphone's
Yeah I took it, I ain't gonna give it
And it's a that I can swing, I'm not a new jack
Got the mic in a chokehold, you hear a peep
I put it to sleep
I see a lot of got raisins in the place
Not al pacino, I don't need a
But I know, if shit goes down
I'll turn the whole new york bucktown
A ain't real scar'red, cause I real hard
And I no bullshit bodyguard
Walk the streets to new and stay alive
All I need is my four-five
And and deadly like a killer beehive
And I can stalk in greene park and survive..
And my is ant live

[big daddy
Now that's I'm talkin bout
exactly what I'm talkin bout
Put weight on it fellas
Anyway you can get to work now
Get back to your God damn
And we here, love peace and hairgrease