Luyện nghe bài hát Get off the Dick

[Kool
This for all you motherfuckers 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] old fake shit
[K] So
[T] That shit
[K] Shit stink
[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, picture
Niggaz be talkin like they hard, fuckin asscrack
[Tim] These wack MC's tryin to sound like Kool
I shoulda take a bat and knocked out 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 clog my dick like fog
Ever since I came out, everybody to be a Dog
[Keith] You on my list, your project building just drowned in
When I hit your city, your area, blow your
I got that hardcore, rap score, elevated folklore
Nonsense I ignore, Tim Dog is

[Kool
Take out your whole backpiece, blow fuckin spectrum
Wipe off your shirt, your style is baby doo-doo
I care, beware, smell smoke watch your back
I'm up like acne pimples in your ass crack
workout, strategy for fuckin jerks
Your butthole, overused with inserts
Still light up shit point blank fuckin fireworks
Niggaz get busted cause half fights(?) for
Penalties are deadly for quality, how shit 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
Niggaz on Ultra shit . (Get off the dick!)
Niggaz on some Ultra shit, on some Ultra shit
How niggaz is on our dick? (Get off the dick!)
Niggaz on some Ultra shit, niggaz on Ultra shit

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

Dog]
God damn it's a brand new
Comin back with the packed mac, bustin off with the raw raps
Rippin rappers out the frame, cause it's that
You want your mic back; you're gonna have to fight back
Raise up, raise up, if nice and
niggaz fuckin with D-O-G, is McNeely fuckin with Mike Tyson
I'm slicin, dicin MC's, 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 Keith, hip-hop hoo-hooray
Get down, for my crown, cause I'm a
Niggaz shit is so I wouldn't pay a fuckin dollar, holla
(Hooooooo!) it

[Chorus line #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 out your rectum hole
Niggaz get like wet Pampers down the commode
German warfare, crazy style just Hitler
No soft samples, corny loops, fiddler!
Niggaz get carried away with shit, every day
Useless mics, and vinyl time a of wack skits
Ex-lax reveal your got the shits
a bag, zip up your drama, fuckin catch the bus
Niggaz already through sad stories; fuck y'all Gus

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