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

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

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

I'm on a stag, my up on the very highest shelf
Yo stay true to my friends and get 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 this cheese like cheddar, drop the fake act

And grab these beats they be better cause I be breakin
With 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

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

'Cause I love music, I chose it don't it
Never it when I bruise it
So don't be to shoot when you know your gonna miss
Ya say you get pussy than a gynecologist
I you would be lonely if it wasn't for your fist
Ya asked me how I got dope, I lots of praca, pracatice

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

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

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

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

Original cynical head bob, four general
I find my with my tentacle, my rhyme identical to none
Ya bite me, end up like ya grandfather straight with ya gums

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

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

I got no time for ya'll, we got to movin', yea
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