Luyện nghe bài hát Fudge Pudge

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

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

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

It's gettin' breezy so kiddies'll keep ya on
When I to light the party
In the summer, somethin' like a Mardi
Bikinis, panties,

Juicin' 'em and I'm the girls up like straws
Oops, upside ya dome, I don't the phone
When I'm home not on the bone
Leave name and your number

And a brief message at the end of the tone,
Ooh, and I it 'cause I'm Poetry, the psychic
Intellectual level would rather, nah, nah, I don't that
Yo, scratch that one time
(You can do than that)

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

Numba one supa guy, I love the but I don't try to see 'em
I'd rather make the 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, up next, yo, yo Monch
it, Monch

Pressure, pressure, pressure, pressure, pressure, cooker
I the party when I mass a lot of hookers
and slide, I sling the sludge
Fudge, fudge, pudge, pudge, but hold a grudge

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

Prouncin' on particular poets who to portray professional punks
just a pussy, meow, cat when I'm deckin' you
Disrespectin' you, clever I select a new dialogue
One one, get it together

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

'Cause I'll be down to thump a girl like Hunter
I you now you never 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 don't try to 'Fudge Pudge'
it's alright with me
Kick, rhymes out of a mouth

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

I get swifter than the rest of them, even the best
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 is cultivated, why spread it
Many, lyrics memorized, inbedded
In my think, sharp as a shank knife
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'
to the end, keep the party people clingin'

Treatin' emcees like government
'em like cheddar, cut 'em up 'cause P's
Laid out on the bed while we to the tracks
He's so funny when it comes to the

Write a hardcore rhyme, that's what the boy
I could whip up a rhyme that could slice a boar's
No, that's ham and we digest that
Organism, when a dog ate a rat

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

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

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

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