Luyện nghe bài hát Droppin Em

Just Pauline, you all in

Brace yourself, I'm the ace with
I'ma win the race and you feel disgrace
In any case, yo, I'm movin' a steeplechase
MC about face

Now off, I need room for my takeoff
My custom lyrics slays, yours are soft
I think you tape this, yo, you can't escape this
Yo, I planned it out just like a

snapper back up for comin' crap up
I plan to trap a MC and 'em
Phony, so skip the
You and your cronies need to on a pony

And roll, 'cause you're just a
When it was time for rap school, you played hooky
I'm the show-stopper, your rhymes are
teach you like the master taught the grasshopper

Just gettin' warmer, transform a
Regular rhyme into a
Try to jump, I'll you, chump, my job is thorough
Any MC, state city or get ragged

I drop like a
Serious as the mob, I play tag
Best of the batch, no man can up
Hoes can't be passed, a a mismatch

I lyrics, like a acrobat
And avoid like a diplomat
But when it's time for battles, [Incomprehensible] jacked or
It's a thrill to a run of the mill Bill with my skill

I'm the Lord of the
And I be writin' at a rate pace way past my bedtime
I rock the mic unlike some brothers I
I guess flow, psych

I'm 'em
'em

Yo, you're all in, as a mannequin
I'm sharp as a pen and I'ma teach
I get like it's two of me
Evidently, I'm hated by a few

But so what? I just max like I'm the sax
And take the crowd to the
Yo, J, I'll never go astray
I'm funky you can me at the Milky Way

You're weak, raps, I'm cool as jazz
Got razzmatazz ask my man,
I know you're because I'm self-made
I invade and up like a hand grenade

MC's are struck, I'ma run amuck
'Cause your rhymes suck, you made a record on
Just a toy boy, can't stop my
I said last year were just decoys

I'm like a fox, you annoy me like pox
I'm with a style that's unorthodox
You musta had a teaspoon full of
I'm like The Hulk, with more bulk, I'm

They try to get this, to me that's an insult
Boys shouldn't mess with an adult, that's too
I enter like a sayin' fee fi foe fum
rock the auditorium until it's pandemonium

I'm 'em
Yo E, 'em

Don't sleep, 'cause I'ma go
All you sleepers, I'm The Grim
My rhymes are rising, the angle's steeper
I hated Mussolini Martini so I'ma a

Emcee, like one of the two
Break him into fragments in front of you
Mic one, two, is too fundamental
My rhymes are over an instrumental

In the center I had to
Tormentor, mentor, and inventor
Of lyrics, so all you
echo in your dreams at night when you receive a

Rude awakening, you can't do
You my kingdom and you cry as men bring
Gifts to the prince of and magnificence
Alarm rings, you wake up, and you're convinced

That the invader, soloist exterminator
evader of ducks, concert crusader
Is bad, my nickname's the circuit
up the world, acre by acre

I'm 'em

to mother, droppin' 'em
Know what I'm sayin'? Straight 1999, droppin' 'em
Yo, year 2000, ya what I'm sayin'?
man, yo, I'm droppin' 'em