Luyện nghe bài hát Get It Together

One-two-one-two it on
Listen to the because we kick it until dawn
Listen to the got it going on
Listen to the come on and let me spawn
All your eggs you you go up the river
Listen to the that freaky nigga
I'm ad rock and I shock and I and I tock
And I can't stop the body rock
See I've got heart John Starks
Hitting mad
me the mic
And I'll be rocking the whole
I'm the m to the see to the a and a must
The rhymes that we bust on the topic on
And my is not butt, but fuck it
Let me get to the rhythm
Yes I'm getting funky and I'm all my jism
Like John Holmes, the nigga
Listen to the shit 'cause I'm the ill
Nobody's getting any bigger than

Ad rock down the ione
to the shit because both of them is boney
Got to do it like this like chachi and
she's the cheese and I'm the macaroni
So why all the and why all the fuss
Because I ain't got no
Yea, you know I'm getting
got a grandma hazel and a grandma tilly
Grand royalprez and I'm also a
Born on the in the month of November
I do the patty duke in case you don't
Well, I freak a funky beat like the shit was in a
Well, I'm gone word is born
Don't a mother fucking fool telling me right from wrong
I don't think I'm nor do I play like I'm hard
But I drive the lane like I was evan bernhard
And I've working on my game life is taxing
Got to get it together and see what's

I go one two like my name was biz
But I had to do the just let me embark
On the lyric and the and the verb
kick the shit off 'cause yo, I'm not the herb
Well, it's not the herb but the spice the flavor to spare
Tho moog with the funk for derriere
we're on that topic, yes I like to mention
When it comes to I'm representing
Spacing, zoning, on the phone and
My brain is roaming and I don't where it's going
lots of shit a little tweaking on the weekend
I've got to get him by the reigns because I know I'm freaking
Well, I'm a skull and I'm a scorpio
And I get my flow I'm dr on the go
So q-tip, you on the mic for
Because I had to talk the times that I rhyme
And m.c.s come in my face, I'm like mace
Because I them off with the quills
Nigga 'cause I tell you, nigga I'll keep you under prills
Resting on nine one one sixteenth ave off the farmes

I'm from manhattan m.c.a.'s from
Yea, m.c.a., your shit be
mantis on the court and I can't be beat
So, yo tip, what's up with the on your feet
I've got the on the toes and this is how it goes
Oh one two, oh my god
One two, oh my god, I've got shit
I've got the kung fu grip behind my green kit
ever ever smoking crack
Never ever ever wack
I eat the fuckin' pineapple now &
Listen to me now, don't to me later
Fuck it 'cause I I didn't make it fuckin' rhyme for real
But, yo technically I'm as as steel
Gonna get it together, watch it, get it together ma bell
I'm like ma bell, I've got the ill

Ma bell, got the ill
Ma bell, got the ill
Ma bell, got the ill
Ma
it on and on