Luyện nghe bài hát Fudge Pudge

Here we go again with the intro
People approach me knowin' I'm the Po E T R
Y, yes, and I'm the batter
The Pharoahe usually go first, but it matter
(Nah it matter)

Funky slices of beats this comes once in a blue
But it's not for me to chew
So kick off your shoes and don't forget your
I wash and wash them like Clorox

I have, good and plenty
If you want dope lyrics, but still gimmicks
Beats, to just something that I can
Flow, flow, flow, flow, on

It's breezy so kiddies'll keep ya coat on
I proceed to light the party
In the summer, like a Mardi Gras
Bikinis, panties,

Juicin' 'em and I'm suckin' the girls up straws
Oops, ya dome, I don't answer the phone
When I'm home not alone on the
Leave your name and your

And a brief at the end of the tone, boop
Ooh, and I like it I'm Poetry, the psychic
Intellectual level would rather, nah, nah, I like that
Yo, scratch one more time
(You can do better that)

Rollin' off the tip of my tongue, swing
I swing, swing, I swang, swang, I swung,
you the news like Kaity Chung
But I'm not a pretty specimen from 'Hong Kong Fooey'

Numba one guy, I love the women but I don't try to see 'em
I'd make the money bein' on the cover of E.M.
Get emcees mad, them flare up nostrils
I'm Poetry, the rap fanatic, I get

Yeah, can I, can I get a
(Hostile, hostile, hostile)
Yo, Pharoahe's up next, yo, yo
it, Monch

Pressure, pressure, pressure, pressure, pressure, pressure
I the party when I mass a lot of hookers
Slip and slide, I sling the
Fudge, fudge, pudge, pudge, but never hold a

Up against the wall, I caught you the drugs
The organism's on the jury, who's the judge
I hit the hook heavy, ready no
I figure since I'm bigger, why

on particular poets who persist to portray professional punks
You're just a pussy, meow, cat I'm deckin' you
Disrespectin' you, clever whenever I select a new
One plus one, get it

Girls don't despair 'cause I'll be 'Fair Weather Friend', friend
No, I don't have a and no, I don't have an Infiniti
I figure the inches of meat, will be the remedy
When I pull up to the

I'll be down to thump a girl like Heather Hunter
I you now you never hated
(Hated)
The X when it comes to sex is what I'm rated
I tell you, know that I can give love

Yes, I'm the one you love
(Tell us it)
So don't try to diss 'Fudge
it's alright with me
Kick, rhymes out of a mouth

Tricky in a joust, plus I'm with Mickey Mouse
C'mon, everyone, lets flow to the rhythm of my
To the rhythm of a drum, emcees wanna
But they get with the capital M O N C H on the mic

I get swifter than the of them, maybe even the best
Scorin' one, oh, one on a test
So O.C. if you who you are
(C)
Get on the mic become a

The I signify is cultivated, why spread it
Many, many memorized, inbedded
In my think, tank sharp as a shank
I strike the mic just as quick as a snake

out the poison, yeah, go 'head, try it
Skills of an assassin', as I'll fly
Thorough, doesn't the borough, I'm swingin'
Clear to the end, keep the party people

Treatin' like government cheese
Shred 'em like cheddar, cut 'em up P's
out on the bed while we write to the tracks
He's so when it comes to the snaps

Write a hardcore rhyme, what the boy said
I could whip up a rhyme that could slice a boar's
No, that's ham and we don't digest
Organism, when a dog ate a rat

So fee-fi-fum everybody's Drummin' it
When you hear the bassline, be hummin' it
I'm keepin' it simple 'cause I can swing many
get Met, 'cause Met it pays

It's a mad, mad, mad, mad world and it's best to wild out
Go against me and I'm quick to out
The by the way, hey
Picked up your 'cause she was goin' my way

Hand on the stick, foot on the
Flowin' over eighty miles per hour, pull it on outta
Skid marks left on the like tattoos
The rubber smells badder than the doodoo on shoes

You stink, better think wise, is what I
'Cause O.C. has skills to kill a whole
Off, awkward, spaghetti, sauce it
Lyrics like fluid out of a faucet, yeah