Luyện nghe bài hát I Keep On

Pete Rock / This one's for the (Repeats)

The verbal
Nobody's skill is
I kill a hater rip em up in a gorilla
Still a major threat suicide
iller or greater / of the vanilla flavor
Ressurection of rap, the
I a verse that'll hit the earth and drill a crater
Miles deep, styles seep the core
Competition want be dead so I'm on the floor
is deeper than before, creature feature of gore
The like you invited the Grim Reaper to war
I'm more vicious
Pray the to god i'll be wanting bitches
You get morning sickness you leaving with stitches
It'll take a forklift to this organ if
whore could fit it deeper in her butt than in the porno business
Whether you powder sniffers, or got a mouth of Guinness
You better bow to this i'm living on Mount Olympus

I on for the fans of the realness
up your hands in the air if you feel this
I on to maintain tradition
The same never change as long as they stay

Pete / This one's for the crew (Repeats)

Let me be honest
You wanna know made me demonic?
I made it through [?]
a pistol to my head listen that tune that Delfonics
Giuliani men to the pen
Felt
But I embrace the pen to write sentances
me, you understand scent this is?
Peep [*Scratch FX - inaudible] life
and Apathy's like a virus
McAfee your faculty back to back
Decapitating you
i'm a rapping fanatic
Slash
With a lung condition
When I breathe, you would never believe asthmatic
Fuck it, i'm I'm inside the 90s
Still got
Rocked with in the bay
Not a lot you can me
the snub nose put it in your mouth like Akinyele

I keep on for the of the realness
Throw up your hands in the air if you this
I keep on to tradition
The same never change as long as stay listening

Pete Rock / This for the crew (Repeats)

For bitches backstage pulling boobs from bras
The from the fans and the oohs and ahhs
For the morons who I won't bruise their jaws
We got machetes on deck and Freddie Cruger
I'm and attached to your fuselage
We used to rob this little music job
For the fanatics from Philly to France
Females fat asses who fill up their pants

From Philly to we feeling it
They up their pants
B-boy stance it
I'm in advance
Lyracist distiller with that kill with a glance
With the Magilla Gorilla appear when I chant
[?]
They're [?] manilla I vomit
A little pill, isn't it ironic?
You maggot, I'm ill
The
The
Pharoahe
The

I on for the fans of the realness
Throw up your in the air if you feel this
I keep on to maintain
The same change as long as they stay listening

Pete Rock / This one's for the (Repeats)