Luyện nghe bài hát Get off the Dick

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

[K] Yeah! Throwin the in the business
[K] Yeah; all that shit out there
[T] That old shit
[K] So
[T] That shit
[K] Shit stink
[T] up
[K] Do this!
[T] Like you this, haha
[T] is how we do
[K]
[T] Every, day all day, haha

All you rappers are wack on my balls, picture Kodak
Niggaz be talkin like they hard, they fuckin
These wack MC's tryin to sound like Kool Keith
I shoulda take a bat and out they front teeth, POW!
[Keith] From New York to MC's keep poppin shit
With messed up grammar, your weak style ain't stoppin
[Tim] Rappers nowadays my dick like 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, your rectum
I got that hardcore, rap score, elevated folklore
Nonsense I ignore, Tim Dog is

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

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

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

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

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

[Kool
up tight, them champagne rhymes won't work tonight
Just raw beat, you're standin on the street
Ass out cold, my target blows out your rectum
Niggaz get like wet Pampers down the commode
warfare, crazy style just like Hitler
No soft samples, corny loops, fiddler!
Niggaz get carried with basic shit, every day
mics, and vinyl time a bunch of wack skits
Ex-lax reveal your got the shits
Pack a bag, zip up your drama, catch the bus
Niggaz already been through sad stories; fuck Gus

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