Luyện nghe bài hát How Many Mics

Pick up your ha ha
Pick up microphones

How many do we rip on the daily
Say me say moni, Say me say many, many, many
How many do we rip on the daily
Say me say moni, Say me say many, many, many

I get mad frustrated I rhyme
Thinking of all them kids who try to do
For all the reasons
Seasons change, mad things
But it all stays the like the love doctor Strange
I'm like the rapper,
Get red like a snapper when they do
Got your block saying "True dat"
If only they that,
It was you who was irregular,
Sold your soul for secular
that's wack,
Plus you use that over and over
Claiming you got a new style
Your attempts are futile, ooh
puerile,
Brain waves are
You can't create, you wait to take, my tape's
Laced with
Hands get
From grippin' microphones from here to
Go ask if you don't believe me,
I get Inner Visions like
See me, from the chalice like the weed be
be like Khalil Muhammad
MC's me vomit
I get
your style with no rehearsal
Oh, contraire mon
don't you even go
Me without a mic is like a beat a snare
I dare to tear into ego,
We go, way back like ganja and pelequo
Or Coleco,
My makes incisions in your anatomy
And I'll this with Deuteronomy
Or Leviticus, God made word
You get with this
like licorice,
Dangerous syphillis, yeah.

How many mic's do we rip on the
moni, say me say many, many, many
How mic's do we rip on the daily
Many moni, say me say many, many,
How many do you rip on the daily
Many moni, say me say many, many,
How many do we rip on the daily
moni, say me say many, many, many

I used to be
Now I take iron, makes my shit
I'm concentrated.
So on my day off,
With David Sonnenberg I play
Run through Crown Heights out Mazel Tov
with no man
Before black, I'm first
Appetite to write like Frederick douglass with a hand
Street pressure word to poppa, I ain't goin'
One day I'll a label and make deals with Tommy Motolla
always told me "You're one in a million"
Always watch your back, never tangle Haitian Sicilians
Now I got a deal, "How does it feel?"
I'm never gonna survive unless I get crazy Seal.
Cause the world's out of order
So at night the fiend's on Grease with John Travolta
One got slaughtered as he coughed blood his mouth
The other tried to duck and caught a left my Guinness Stout
Brother brother can't you get this through head
It's a set up by the fed's they're scoping us their Infra - reds.

How many mic's do you rip on the
Many moni, say me say many, many,
How many mic's do I rip on the
Many moni, say me say many, many,
How many mic's do we rip on the
Many moni, say me say many, many,

Too many not enough Mic's
Exit your show I exit the turnpike
Dice and dynamite dolomite
deuce delight, I don't Dick Van Dyke
Startlight to starbrite the come out at night
Like my man (I wear my sunglasses at night)
And my panache mosh your entourage
Squash your squad and hide body under my garage.
And when the cops lookin'
I'll be bookin' to
Leave the trails broken tokens to Hoboken
A clean like Alec Baldwin
Drivin' in my fast car playin' Tracy

How many do we rip on the daily
Many moni, say me say many, many,
How many mic's do you rip on the
moni, say me say many, many, many
How mic's do we rip on the daily
moni, say me say many, many, many
How mic's do we rip on the daily
moni, Say me say many, many, many, many
Many, many, many, moni, many, many, many, many, many, many,