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

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

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

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

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

[Tim
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; bitch you're gonna to fight back
Raise up, raise up, if you're and
niggaz fuckin with D-O-G, is like McNeely fuckin with Mike
I'm slicin, dicin MC's, they me ginsu
get me amped, watch me get mental
Perplexed I my lyrical context
Bust in rappers anus cause it's better than sex
Hey yo I'm mad, and "I'm Bad", Mr. Cool J
I'm back with my man Kool Keith, hoo-hooray
Get down, for my crown, cause I'm a
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, them champagne rhymes won't work
raw beat, you're buttnaked standin on the street
Ass out cold, my target blows out rectum hole
get flushed like wet Pampers down the commode
German warfare, crazy style just Hitler
No soft samples, loops, fuck fiddler!
get carried away with basic shit, every day
Useless mics, and vinyl time a bunch of wack
Ex-lax your steelo's got the shits
Pack a bag, zip up your drama, fuckin the bus
Niggaz already been sad stories; fuck y'all Gus

Yeah I don't a fuck about the sunny Stet(?) drums
Who's usin the Alfonso Moons, whatever I don't give a
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!