Luyện nghe bài hát Droppin Em

Just Pauline, you all in

yourself, I'm the ace with grace
I'ma win the race and you feel disgrace
In any case, yo, I'm like a steeplechase
MC soldiers about

Now step off, I need 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

Whipper back up for comin' crap up
I plan to trap a MC and 'em
Phony, so the baloney
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 are improper
I'ma teach you the master taught the grasshopper

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

I drop a sandbag
as the mob, I don't play tag
Best of the batch, no man can up
Hoes can't be passed, a battle's a

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

I'm the Lord of the
And I be writin' at a rate that pace way my bedtime
I rock the mic unlike brothers I know
I they flow, psych

I'm 'em
'em

Yo, all in, stiff as a mannequin
I'm sharp as a pen and I'ma discipline
I get busy it's two of me
Evidently, I'm hated by a few

But so I just max like I'm playin' the sax
And the crowd to the climax
Yo, Cool J, I'll never go
I'm funky you can me at the Milky Way

weak, wick raps, I'm cool as jazz
Got ask my man, Shabazz
I you're afraid because I'm self-made
I invade and blow up a hand grenade

are terror struck, I'ma run amuck
'Cause rhymes suck, you made a record on potluck
a toy boy, can't stop my convoy
Rhymes I said last year were decoys

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

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

I'm 'em
Yo E, 'em

sleep, 'cause I'ma go deeper
All you sleepers, I'm The Grim
My rhymes are rising, the gettin' steeper
I hated Mussolini Martini so sweep a

Emcee, he's one of the two
Break him into fragments in front of you
Mic one, two, is too fundamental
My rhymes are monumental over an

In the I had to enter
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 of excellence and magnificence
Alarm clock rings, you wake up, and convinced

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

I'm 'em

Word to mother, 'em
what I'm sayin'? Straight 'til 1999, droppin' 'em
Yo, year 2000, ya know I'm sayin'?
Audi man, yo, I'm 'em