Luyện nghe bài hát I Keep On

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

The verbal
skill is greater
I kill a rip em up in a gorilla nature
Still a major suicide facilitator
Nobody iller or greater / of the flavor
of rap, the rehabilitator
I spit a that'll hit the earth and drill a crater
Miles deep, styles seep the core
Competition want be dead so I'm sleeping on the
This is deeper than before, feature of gore
The feature you invited the Grim Reaper to war
I'm than vicious
Pray the to god i'll be wanting bitches
You get morning sickness you leaving with abortion
take a forklift to lift this organ if
This could fit it deeper in her butt than in the porno business
Whether you powder sniffers, or got a full of Guinness
You better bow to this like i'm living on Mount

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

Pete Rock / This for the crew (Repeats)

Let me be totally
You wanna know what me demonic?
I made it through [?]
With a pistol to my head listen that tune Delfonics
Giuliani men to the pen
infinite
But I the ballpoint pen to write sentances
Smell me, you understand scent is?
[*Scratch FX - inaudible] life sentances
Pharaoh and like a virus
attacking your faculty back to back
Decapitating you
i'm a rapping fanatic
Slash
With a lung condition
I breathe, you would never believe he's asthmatic
Fuck it, i'm I'm stuck the 90s
Still got
Rocked with in the bay
Not a lot you can me
Cock the snub nose put it in your mouth like

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

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

For them bitches backstage pulling from bras
The applause the fans and the oohs and ahhs
For the morons who think I won't bruise jaws
We got machetes on deck and Freddie claws
I'm and attached to your fuselage
We to rob before this little music job
For the Pharoahe fanatics from to France
Females with fat asses who fill up pants

Philly to France we feeling it
They fill up pants
stance chilling it
I'm in advance
Lyracist distiller syllables that kill with a glance
the Magilla Gorilla glue appear when I chant
[?]
They're [?] manilla when I
A jagged little pill, isn't it
You maggot, I'm ill
The
The
Monch
The

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

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