Luyện nghe bài hát I Keep On

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

The verbal
Nobody's skill is
I a hater rip em up in a gorilla nature
Still a threat suicide facilitator
Nobody iller or / of the vanilla flavor
Ressurection of rap, the
I spit a that'll hit the earth and drill a crater
Miles deep, styles seep the core
Competition want be so I'm sleeping on the floor
This is deeper than before, feature of gore
The feature like you invited the Grim to war
I'm more vicious
Pray the to god i'll be wanting bitches
You get morning you leaving with abortion stitches
It'll a forklift to lift this organ if
This whore 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 Olympus

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

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

Let me be totally
You wanna know what made me
I made it Reaganomics [?]
With a pistol to my head listen that tune Delfonics
shit men to the pen
Felt
But I embrace the ballpoint pen to write
Smell me, you understand this is?
Peep FX - inaudible] life sentances
and Apathy's like a virus
McAfee attacking your faculty to back
Decapitating you
Actually i'm a fanatic
Slash
With a chronic condition
When I breathe, you would never he's asthmatic
Fuck it, i'm I'm inside the 90s
Still got
with 2Pac in the bay
Not a lot you can me
Cock the snub put it in your mouth like Akinyele

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 never change as as they stay listening

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

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

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

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

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