Luyện nghe bài hát Get off the Dick

[Kool
This for all you bitin my space shit
Get off my dick, I was born on

[K] Yeah! the monkey-fuckin-wrench in the business
[K] Yeah; all trendy shit out there
[T] That old fake
[K] So
[T] common shit
[K] that stink
[T] up
[K] Do this!
[T] you knew this, haha
[T] is how we do
[K]
[T] Every, day all day, haha

[Keith] All you are wack on my balls, picture Kodak
Niggaz be like they hard, they fuckin asscrack
[Tim] These wack tryin to sound like Kool Keith
I shoulda take a bat and knocked out front teeth, POW!
[Keith] From New York to Cali MC's keep poppin
With messed up grammar, your weak style ain't shit
[Tim] Rappers nowadays clog my dick it's fog
Ever I came out, everybody want to be a Dog
[Keith] You on my list, project building just drowned in piss
When I hit your city, your area, blow your
I got that hardcore, rap score, elevated folklore
Nonsense I ignore, Tim Dog is

Keith]
Take out your whole backpiece, blow fuckin spectrum
Wipe off shirt, your style is baby doo-doo squirt
I don't care, beware, smell watch your back
I'm up close like pimples in your ass crack
Atomic workout, strategy for jerks
Your butthole, overused with inserts
Still light up shit point blank fuckin fireworks
Niggaz get busted cause fights(?) for Greyhound
Penalties are deadly for quality, how shit sound?
I'm not motherfuckers.

[Chorus: Tim Dog + Keith]
Niggaz on some Ultra shit, niggaz on Ultra shit
How many niggaz is on our (Get off the dick!)
Niggaz on some shit, niggaz on some Ultra shit
Niggaz on Ultra shit . (Get off the dick!)
Niggaz on some Ultra shit, niggaz on some shit
How niggaz is on our dick? (Get off the dick!)
Niggaz on Ultra shit, niggaz on some Ultra shit

[Chorus last #1]
(Get off the dick!) Niggaz on some Ultra (For life)

[Tim
God damn a brand new year
Comin back with the full packed mac, bustin off with the raw
rappers out the frame, cause it's like that
You want mic back; bitch you're gonna have to fight back
Raise up, up, if you're nice and
niggaz fuckin with D-O-G, is McNeely fuckin with Mike Tyson
I'm slicin, MC's, they call me ginsu
Niggaz get me amped, me get mental
I project my lyrical context
Bust nuts in anus cause it's better than sex
Hey yo I'm mad, and "I'm Bad", like Mr. J
I'm back with my man Kool Keith, hip-hop
Get down, for my crown, I'm a scholar
Niggaz shit is so wack I pay a fuckin dollar, holla
(Hooooooo!) it

[Chorus last #2]
Niggaz on Ultra shit (Get off the dick!)

[Kool
Clench up tight, champagne rhymes won't work tonight
Just raw beat, you're buttnaked on the street
Ass out cold, my blows out your rectum hole
Niggaz get like wet Pampers down the commode
German warfare, crazy just like Hitler
No samples, corny loops, fuck fiddler!
get carried away with basic shit, every day
Useless mics, and vinyl time a of wack skits
reveal your steelo's got the shits
Pack a bag, zip up drama, fuckin catch the bus
Niggaz already been sad stories; fuck y'all Gus

Yeah I give a fuck about the sunny Stet(?) drums
Who's the Alfonso Moons, whatever I don't give a fuck
Cal(?)DeJade I don't give a fuck, any snare,
loop, fuck it all
Motherfuckers can go downtown
and find all records if you want; I don't give a fuck!