Luyện nghe bài hát Here Comes Kane, Scoob & Scrap

Surprise, guess who's on the
And competition, I'm takin', and breakin' 'em down to
I operate around the like city bus
Never take 'cause yo when you rest, you rust

Be advised, I pack heat for beef
I'm knockin' brothers out the box, and knockin' out
Twenty-one years young and I got the
(You got it!)
To attack and scoop like a set of jacks

Ruff rhymes that rag any rap
Built by the to bust swerves like a sharp curve
Fifty percent on wax, no of fact
Every nine out of ten rap produce a wack track

Twice as nice, but smooth as
Somebody for Scrap, is like givin' a cow milk
I release to it hard for the fellas to cease
I'm the type to make noise, I don't make peace

Here's a new jack, ready to
And bring the hype type of freestyle for the crowd to sing
Some say a party but it looks like a job to Scrap
I bodies with a nickel-plated rough rap

Me and [unverified], we run together the city
The gritty, always together like titties
By any chance I do get burnt
You better believe that I'm comin' back, just a tax return

Here comes Kane, Scoob,
Here we go y'all, we go y'all
Here we go y'all, here we go
we go y'all, here we go y'all
Here Kane, Scoob, Scrap
we go

Move to the side, let a slim brother wreck it
It's Scoob Lover kid, so pull up a chair and check it
I get wild like Heathcliff, or Dennis the Menace
It's food to a fat man, finished

I bust head like a apple
(A apple)
And the blood in a jar, tell your moms that it's Snapple
And wait around my way for your crew, who's
'Cause I be lookin' out my window a nine like Malcolm X

There's no comp, they all got so
Dream on, dream away, well
And play like Shante and a Nice Day
I rhymes that go boom
(Boom)

And I can get funky a high school locker room
Don't think that I'm country country bamma
Scoob is hittin' harder a heavy heavy sledgehammer

I rock songs to make your grandmother
My rhymes are more together than a in biker pants
I'm backed up, I never once had a fronter
Boy I get more than a roadrunner

I sweat the girls when it comes to a phone call
I got things sewn up tighter than a
So skip to my loo or get stomped by my
Brooklyn's in the and ain't a damn thing new

Here comes Kane, Scoob,
Here we go y'all, here we go
Here we go y'all, here we go
Here we go y'all, we go y'all
Here comes Kane, Scoob,
we go

Here comes the Prince of Darkness to spark this
And show the people who is the hardest
Ruff and rugged, of similar to a nugget
But yet and still, I manage to keep the groove,

Rebel for them rappers I dissect them
'Cause anything I say on the mic will affect
(How?)
So bad, they gotta run for
So rappers take flight like they work for

They know I ain't havin' it, styles no crab in it
Fakin' and flakin' it child, you're mistakin'
'Cause a rapper here that Kane rip on the mic
And start flowin', yo yo yo, where you

That's how they flee me, the B, the I-G
Damn man, you my pedigree, huh
The gangsta, murdera, to ya
For endure to injure him or her

The breaker the money-maker never a faker
My lyrics are like Schwarzenegger
So all my gets destroyed
You need to put your weak rhymes on

For you to to press up on the mightiest man
to rip a show and flow, provin' competition can't go
I do all, it's easy for you to fall
I all rappers like my name was U-Haul

Here comes Kane, Scoob,
Here we go y'all, we go y'all
Here we go y'all, here we go
Here we go y'all, we go y'all
Here Kane, Scoob, Scrap
And Cee

Well the Kane
me on, and ah
Scoob
me on, and ah
Scrap
me on, and ah
Here comes Kane, Scoob, Scrap Scrap

Well it's the
me on, and ah
Scoob
me on, and ah
Scrap
me on, and ah
Here Kane, Scoob, Scrap and Mister Cee