Luyện nghe bài hát Five Minutes of Funk

{Five minutes of

Now the party start till I walked in
An' I probably won't until the thing ends
But in the mean time, the in time
If you work your thing, then I'll mine

We came here together so we could fun
Me an' you, baby, one on one
Now is the last chance for us to get off
So either get loose, or you to get lost

'Cause I'm just about to do my thing
I'm the stone cold, New York rap machine
I'ma you what I got an' baby, that's plenty
An' never has one man so many

Im'a you wet an' make you sweat
to see how funky you can get
Now, when I'm on the mic, I do serve
An' I go by the name of the Rapper

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Now sit back, relax, put on your head
Get for a trip through the atmosphere
Gonna take you for a ride through the Twilight
I don't a space ship, I use my microphone

So on tight, with all your might
'Cause I'll be rappin' like this for the rest of the
It's Jalil, y'all, master rapper
An' when I'm on the mic it's a sheer

'Cause MCs crumble we rumble
Some think I'm just because I'm humble
So all you MCs, I hope you're real listeners
'Cause in this battle, I'm no prisoners

I'm MCs right on the spot
'Cause I'm the the master of the rap, the doctor of the
The of all trades', the master of one
An' the thing I'm at is called fun

We got three minutes left to this funk
To separate the good stuff the junk
So get in the an' feel the sound
An' once you're inside, spread yourself

the bottom to the top, the top to the bottom
Come on, Master Dee, get funky we got 'em

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Me an' my partner, the start
We usually get together, after
Sometimes to rap, sometimes to
In the or the winter 'cause it ain't no thing

An' ever I first came round
Side by side, throw down
We came here to this here
To serve you all to your face

this jam here is our show stopper
We wanna do it but I guess we gotta
We're the men of the hour, makin' the ladies scream an'
Too hot to trot, too sweet to be

I'm gonna set the straight
An' I hope it is not too late
If you the best, I wont settle for less
Put money on me, I'm your best bet

on, one for the treble
Two for the
Three for the
for the plaid

Five, of funk, this ain't no junk
So your bottom, off the tree stump
Ladies real pretty, city to
But now we're gettin' down to the nitty

From the to the top, top to the bottom
I'm gonna rock 'em, while I got 'em
Our shower has style an' power
An' is our disco hour

I dunno if all of you heard
So it's up to me to spread the
the man that we feel has got to be real
Our crowned on the wheels of steel

He goes by the of Grandmaster Dee
So if it's alright with you, alright with me
We gonna rock you people's minds ease
With help from the Maestro, if you please

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