Luyện nghe bài hát Get off the Dick

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

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

[Keith] All you rappers are on my balls, picture Kodak
Niggaz be talkin like they hard, fuckin asscrack
[Tim] These wack MC's to sound like Kool Keith
I take a bat and knocked out they front teeth, POW!
[Keith] From New York to Cali MC's poppin shit
With messed up grammar, your weak style ain't shit
[Tim] Rappers nowadays clog my like it's fog
Ever since I came out, everybody to be a Dog
[Keith] You on my list, your project building 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

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

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

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

[Tim
God damn a brand new year
Comin back with the packed mac, bustin off with the raw raps
rappers out the frame, cause it's like that
You want your mic back; bitch gonna have to fight back
up, raise up, if you're nice and
niggaz fuckin with D-O-G, is like McNeely fuckin with Mike
I'm slicin, dicin MC's, they call me
get me amped, watch me get mental
Perplexed I my lyrical context
Bust nuts in rappers anus 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, hip-hop
Get down, for my crown, I'm a scholar
shit is so wack I wouldn't pay a fuckin dollar, holla
(Hooooooo!) it

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

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

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