Luyện nghe bài hát Fudge Pudge

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

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

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

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

Juicin' 'em and I'm suckin' the up like straws
Oops, upside ya dome, I don't answer the
I'm home not alone on the bone
Leave your and your number

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

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

Numba one supa guy, I love the but I don't try to see 'em
I'd make the money bein' on the cover of E.M.
Get emcees mad, make them flare up
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
Kick it,

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

Up against the wall, I caught you with the
The organism's on the jury, guess the judge
I hit the heavy, ready no chitter-chatter
I since I'm bigger, why pitter-patter

Prouncin' on particular poets who persist to portray professional
just a pussy, meow, cat when 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 your 'Fair Friend', friend
No, I don't have a Benz and no, I don't have an
I figure the eight of meat, will be the remedy
When I pull up to the

'Cause I'll be down to a girl like Heather Hunter
I tell you now you hated
(Hated)
The triple X when it comes to sex is I'm rated
I tell you, that I can give good love

Yes, I'm the one you should
(Tell us it)
So try to diss 'Fudge Pudge'
it's alright with me
Kick, slick out of a mouth

Tricky in a joust, I'm down with Mickey Mouse
C'mon, everyone, lets to the rhythm of my tongue
To the rhythm of a drum, emcees battle
But they can't get with the M O N C H on the mic

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

The form I signify is cultivated, why it
Many, lyrics memorized, inbedded
In my think, tank sharp as a knife
I strike the mic as quick as a snake bite

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

emcees like government cheese
Shred 'em cheddar, cut 'em up 'cause P's
Laid out on the bed we write to the tracks
so funny when it comes to the snaps

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

So everybody's 'Funky Drummin' it
you hear the bassline, you'll be hummin' it
I'm keepin' it simple 'cause I can swing ways
Rappers get Met, Met it pays

It's a mad, mad, mad, mad and it's best to never wild out
Go against me and I'm to pull out
The by the way, hey
Picked up your 'cause she was goin' my way

Hand on the stick, foot on the
Flowin' eighty miles per hour, I'll pull it on outta
Skid marks on the ground 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 flow fluid out of a faucet, yeah