Luyện nghe bài hát Drop The Needle

The
Wes
the
is in effect

1:

Let your backbone
let it slip let the rip
while my lyrics my lips
ladies and gentleman of all ages
a brother roamin' on stages
name a bell from state to state
province to province till you escape
it's a margin
bargin'
blowin' blockades and still chargin'
up the crowd the introducer
says the name they get looser
Maestro with magnitude
that's longer than the lines of
going it to drop it
to topic
yo are you ready for the (yeah)
drop it

drop the
the needle
drop the
drop the

2:

the needle like a pistol pops
rocks the whole crowd can't stop
ladies wave and rave like
with this sound wave a guy's Mr.
I pave a road where the poems explode
to globe airlobe to airlobe
started at now the Z rocks it
zipcode to zipcode I ziplock it
they won't stop the chumps just chop it
chewin' chunks and and then shop it
on the homeplate and I
to hear my rhymes of a different
I should the eyes of spies
and destroy all districs for

in the form of the highest
of a hip-hop rhymes
it easy to cruise
you get bruised if not enthuised
silence is as the holocaust comes down
Wes goes off on the microphone
cord or
it don't matter cause I the fresh vest
Hiroshima havoc and
LTD is on the cut Maestro's the
the needle won't skip or the will flip to frantic
as I watch 'em
D back the wax like a bow
the is the arrow to break the poem I wrote
it off like a rocket
again are you for the drop
(yeah)
then it

smoother than smooth can get tommorrow
be smoother
runnin' like
starin' at the mountains as are built
like Everest I'm ever ready for the
I have a vest never fest cascade
I'm a go on I'm a run and I'm a go on
and tell two
so on (so on)
I passive
I lamp with the dope massives
down with
down the jungle
down Michee Mee
down Rumble
down with self defense flemo
was a hit before it was a demo
went to the with Pete
and Anthony to lay down the
and now it's too damn sweet
I'm the in the sonys walking down the street
it

3:

(yo Maestro, 'em what you wear)
I a black tuxedo
tuxedo
(oh my God)
a tuxedo with the calm of Van Damne
talk slang the ladies hang
runnin' more hoes than to a pimp
rhymes so they'll make you limp
some like to dance all night
but I like the who can rock the mic
with and adreanline big beats but then again
most rappers sound femminime

they come off and they're so-so
I'll be to the pound and jump mofo
thousand pages of poem make the microphone prone to stand
a lassie asked me
(Wes, how can you rap so rough, get crappy?)
cause I'm
the people move
it's a cruise with a tape tune two-twenty-two
that's a full forty times more than a migraine
unexplained like an mind game
the mastermind is defined as the
nitro glicseran height so
'em on with a scent of napomn
droppin' the as I raise my baton on
and on the
the venemen
MC's like a late of heroin

suckers be
I the piece D does the daggerrin'
on the techniques tomahawk it
are you ready for the (yeah)
drop it

4:

United States Kingdom
the rhymes I bring spread like syndroms
T.O. mixed it New freshed it
all these def hits you test this
rhyme still buggin' clock duckin'
no wait yo hold up up
now it
one hour and I'm captain
like Jason I'm a take
each ceremony and every
another mar la you're gonna get scared
I run a dead poll every rapper this
boys be pain at the naming of the dead
or the red list the shed fest
to fist on the mic you're left headless
they into the vault like Capone
didn't find jack so they all went
my vault could be opened I locked it
punks be scopin' or to pop it
eighty nine is mine you stop it
are you ready for the (yeah)
drop it

now me
(are you ready)
hit it
hit it
hit it
hit
hit it
hit it


hit it