Luyện nghe bài hát Get It Together

One-two-one-two it on
to the shit because we kick it until dawn
Listen to the got it going on
Listen to the ladies on and let me spawn
All your then you you go up the river
Listen to the abstract that nigga
I'm ad rock and I shock and I tick and I
And I can't with the body rock
See I've got heart like John
Hitting mad
me the mic
And be rocking the whole park
I'm the m to the see to the a and it's a
The rhymes that we on the topic on lust
And my moms is not butt, but it
Let me get down to the
Yes I'm getting funky and I'm shooting all my
Like Holmes, the x-rated nigga
Listen to the shit I'm the ill figure
Nobody's getting any bigger than

Ad rock down the ione
Listen to the shit because of them is boney
Got to do it like like chachi and joanie
she's the cheese and I'm the macaroni
So why all the and why all the fuss
Because I got no dust
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 in case you don't remember
Well, I freak a funky beat like the shit was in a
Well, I'm long gone word is
Don't need a fucking fool telling me right from wrong
I don't think I'm slick nor do I play like I'm
But I shall the lane like I was evan bernhard
And I've on my game because life is taxing
Got to get it together and see what's

I go one two my name was biz mark
But I had to do the shit let me embark
On the lyric and the noun and the
Let's kick the shit off 'cause yo, I'm not the
Well, not the herb but the spice with the flavor to spare
Tho moog with the funk for your
While on that topic, yes I like to mention
When it comes to boning I'm
Spacing, zoning, talkin' on the and
My brain is roaming and I know 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 funky skull and I'm a
And when I get my I'm dr on the go
So q-tip, you on the mic for
Because I had to about the times that I rhyme
And when m.c.s come in my face, I'm mace
Because I back off with the quills
Nigga 'cause I tell you, nigga 'cause I'll keep you under
Resting on nine one one sixteenth ave off the boulevard

I'm manhattan m.c.a.'s from brooklyn
Yea, m.c.a., your be cooking
Praying mantis on the court and I be beat
So, yo tip, what's up with the boot on your
I've got the timbos on the toes and this is how it
Oh one two, oh my god
One two, oh my god, I've got shit
I've got the kung fu grip behind my trap kit
Never ever smoking crack
Never ever ever wack
I eat the pineapple now & laters
Listen to me now, listen to me later
Fuck it I know I didn't make it fuckin' rhyme for real
But, yo technically I'm as hard as
Gonna get it together, it, gonna get it together ma bell
I'm like ma bell, got the ill communications

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