Luyện nghe bài hát He Comes

A few short words, and know?
Oh, whaddya He comes

Down, like water, fresh out the clouds
Drown you like weather
Nobody does it better I, so approved by Carly Simon
Most rappers is real hard, but still rhymin'

To all, rise and shine, God the glory
I already give a percent of mine to Bert and
And still got and employees to pay
So me Lord, we'll settle up towards the end of my days

My of control is hard to swallow
to lead, but some would rather see me follow behind
Sorry to disappoint, but dis joint's
your indie but say no

More or I'll blind you spit did to Remo
To the and edit the clip and lost Kano
My mens problems like Timbs
See it all in face, ask Mase, he got wars to win

Scores to settle, crews to
You rush right in to see him do it a smile
It's Long y'all, longevity sustainin' my celebrity status
From AM to PM, you see him on file

I was told to step righteous, so when done
Everyone say I stepped right
And whether through religion, or by the cop
shinin' his flash in my face, I'm bound to see the

A few short words, and whaddya
Oh, whaddya He comes

Aiyyo, I'm up against these walls, here's my stiff straight up
Dazzle and razzlin' broads I'm little Juan Magic
Magnetically handle mics, they drop
Top every time these commas don't drop

Pop spots like lint on your shirt, the net
To shoot the rock homey in many courts of
Four couldn't do it, so we all six
I circumcise the track, you just a

and hooded
Skin repeated like Stutterin'
I repeat like yesterday, it stop
George of this poor pop, put to Scarlet
In a place she believes, better than your lies

She say she better in my eyes, bullshit
Same crock she done ran to duck, to fuck
I put the pudding on her Bill Cosby
I tried to speak my in court but Judge Mills paused me

Bifocusedly die sometimes
Yo cry your poker face, you oughta try it one
When God is an non pos', you to download
Demanded like slaves on trial, we free

Man cock aim ready, it's you MC
So you rappers bust guns, graffiti runs
Through my since cable with the wired remote
like you wired his float

C'mon, Toney and De La Soul
We was through the frozen street since 8 years old
us back to eighty-eight, you couldn't catch our flow
A group of kids so original, you

C'mon, Pretty Toney and De La
We was rhymin through the frozen street 8 years old
Take us back to eighty-eight, you couldn't catch our
A of kids so original

'Tana with big hammers for bad manners who got 'em
We cannons for Scrangelous crew, and his whack dancers
Bitin' is forbidden pah, pay tax
And don't you look at us funny, boy, we'll bring rap back

And that'll hurt you like Superman, by a group of men
dyna-mics, real hip-hop'll do you in
For you Loo Goo Kim, or Moo Loo Inn
Hula hoop all crew full with brand new Keds

Cutmaster 'em, make sure we cut classics
Buck bastards in broad day and tuck
Next to and Qusay, how can the group shoot the PA
And just lay whooptay,

Use the ruse, sport beads and snatch a dude's
Since tunin' into T-La AJ
Ghostface gats is squeezed like a glass of OJ
you can go cruising' in my OJ

A few words, and whaddya know?
Oh, whaddya know? He