Luyện nghe bài hát I Keep On

Pete Rock / This for the crew (Repeats)

The illustrator
skill is greater
I a hater rip em up in a gorilla nature
a major threat suicide facilitator
Nobody iller or greater / of the vanilla
of rap, the rehabilitator
I spit a verse hit the earth and drill a crater
Miles deep, styles seep into the
Competition want be dead so I'm on the floor
This is deeper than before, creature feature of
The feature like you invited the Reaper to war
I'm than vicious
Pray the fuck to god i'll be wanting
You get morning sickness you with abortion stitches
It'll take a forklift to lift this if
This could fit it deeper in her butt than in the porno business
Whether you sniffers, or got a mouth full of Guinness
You better bow to this i'm living on Mount Olympus

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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