Luyện nghe bài hát Father Time (remix)

(Talking)
Word up, in the house
About to turn it out, up
Niggas of sin, of speach
You how we do
Ain't no than the jiggy chase, lover
The mad chocolate brother, me out

(Rapping)
Father time on through the early morning breaks of dawn
I'm an emperor empire crushes the upon
I gave first to a novel
the CREAM,
Whoose, blew out smoke screen
So, nigga
'cause this MC in every
Can have a punk spilling head
Sauk-ra-tes, a felon in rap game
Rebelling in stadiums like Van Halan
Or Bruce Springsteen, is war good for my nigga
Even cash rules, you still lose my nigga
Quoting the of a shoddy
For who is, becomes who was and who have been
never be somebody
Always some green in my jean
The is mean so I plot mad fuckin' schemes
Wild for the night, fuck polite, my nigga
You're in shit creak without a fight
What, some phsyc shit
You battle, touch the mic and see how close you might get
I ???????, and send you back to your dimension of wackness
Dodge, block and end with a back
So then the beat shank
Let the fat woman scream it ain't over 'til I my stank, nigga

Time on slippin' (all scrached up several times)

money, money night and day
Follow in the footsteps so you can the act around the way
a paid day
Crooks living the life of kings in the
and fat diamond rings
Stay and strive
Let a nigga know you're
And quit Leonard part V
Recogn-ize my
A valentine days of deadly love powerful like time
checking you watch
Before I've tooken your home
I'm Jackie Robinson, you'd better Brooklyn
My mack never crack
So fuck pussy
I got Mother Nature sucking my down to nothing
Ahhhh, an to the rhyming biz, my nigga
Never ask me what it is
I a quiz and go sphinx on your ass and ask you
If a nigga falls in the ghetto, will harass you
And as you sit and
A deadly venom to sink
through your fucking skin and melts link to Charmin
low on Tanqueray
Flip the script on an A&R, him as R&A
Promising, and comforting to a fool can
Some time, but word is bond
The smirk son, better be by tomorrow night
Finito, capiche or I'll have my way Carlito

up

(Scratching up keeps on slipping' until fade)
I am the Father