Luyện nghe bài hát Fudge Pudge

Here we go again with the intro
People me knowin' 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)

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

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

gettin' 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 girls up straws
Oops, upside ya dome, I don't the phone
I'm home not alone on the bone
Leave your and your number

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

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

one supa guy, I love the women but I don't try to see 'em
I'd rather make the money on the cover of E.M.
Get mad, make 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, cooker
I leave the party I mass a lot of hookers
Slip and slide, I sling the
Fudge, fudge, pudge, pudge, but hold a grudge

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

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

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

'Cause I'll be to thump a girl like Heather Hunter
I you now you never hated
(Hated)
The triple X when it 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 try to diss 'Fudge Pudge'
'Cause it's with me
Kick, rhymes out of a mouth

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

I get than the rest 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 form I signify is cultivated, why it
Many, many lyrics memorized,
In my think, tank as a shank 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, matter the borough, I'm swingin'
Clear to the end, keep the party people

emcees 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 funny when it to the snaps

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

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

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

on the stick, foot on the clutch
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, better think wise, is I advise
'Cause O.C. has skills to kill a tribe
Off, awkward, spaghetti, I'll it
Lyrics flow fluid out of a faucet, yeah