Luyện nghe bài hát I Got No Time

I got no for ya'll, we got to keep movin', yea
I got to move on, on from here, yeah
I got no time for ya'll, we got to movin', yea
I got to move on, on from here

I'm droppin' beats nice and mellow, meet ya, I say
on the microphone I got the fellas sayin' well a
Damn, yo this boy come shockin' and no, I don't
I'm done rockin, so

Ya just sit back and relax for a bit, I'll spit my shit then I
Like the bizz I rip it
I'm high as can be, the true B
And all can see we comin', Irie, yea, yea, yea
Irie, yea, yea, yea,

I'm on a stag, my booze up on the highest shelf
Yo stay true to my and get wise with myself
'Cause I'm impaired with the spare and all you MCs
So be yourself and it easy keep it tight like dungarees
And grab this cheese cheddar, drop the fake act

And these beats they be better cause I be breakin fools
molecules and lots a juice the neck of the nuse I'm lettin it lose yo
When you turn get out my circle
If you got that shit that be

I found ya sound just be the other way around
Ya tryin' to be but your floatin' on the surface
With no purpose in your verses, the mic so you can jerk it
Can it be the MC rockin' canopies
Insanity is me from rappin' independently
Its sending me to penitentiaries

I love music, I chose it don't abuse it
Never lose it when I it
So be livin' to shoot when you know your gonna miss
Ya say you get more than a gynecologist
I know you would be lonely if it wasn't for your
Ya me how I got dope, I said lots of praca, pracatice

I got no for ya'll, we got to keep movin', yea
Move on, move on from here,
I got no for ya'll, we got to keep movin', yea
I got to move on, move on from

Well, noches steppin' on fools like cockroaches
I be callin' plays like fuckin' football coaches
Fallin' asleep because I know your shit is
Cut you so hard, ya straight up some neosporin'
Said I'm raining on your head yo my shit is pourin'

Ya eyes get dilated all your hits is faded
I to be sedated like my main man Dutty B
to your stomach when ya find an ill MC
With the symphony the illest
Drops ya for the century, the illest penalty

Said I I'm hard to see I kill myself but leave my entity
But jump up off a track like a cricket make it

Original cynical head bob, four general
I find my with my tentacle, my rhyme style's identical to
Ya bite me, end up ya grandfather straight chewin' with ya gums

the DJ selector comin hard on the record
With the effort full effect DJ science break neck
When tounges twist syllabls trip that make hits
Never leave unfulfilled like a hooker one tit
A with one hit, gettin' lose off one sip
We the sunshine MC's so I think ya best a

Yes, I think it's time to
Yo you you best a quit
Yes, I think its to quit, yo

I got no for ya'll, we got to keep movin', yea
Move on, move on here, yeah
I got no time for ya'll, we got to movin', yea
I got to move on, move on here