Luyện nghe bài hát I'm All That

Spill the beans on the table I say

Extra, extra read all about Fresh is back
You wonder how it
I wasn't rappin' for a time
But now I'm back a strong rhyme
Look, near the camera, snap my
I'll sign my name on it, I get richer
Like LL said, "Don't call it a
And the fact, Jack, I'm all that"

I am in the flesh
I'm the funky, funky, funky, funky
authority, rhythm console
Hip-hop liaison, rap
Do the daring, the of the cut
The of poetry and all that stuff
Sexy, sexy, the honeys yell
Girlies out, ah, well

Back from the dead like
People thought I was over, they were
Me and Jeff's names out of the hit
But ah, ah, ah, not so
Comin' at cha, can't go back at cha
Catch fast ball I'm throwin' at y'all
Wake up and the coffee, I'm back now
Thanks for keeping my girl for me, pal

The man with the cape, the crown in the
Out for a while but wisely up
Pen and paper, so I had my
to rap
Then I set my and then I shot for
What I do best, funny, to hell with

Voice on radio, on TV
Spankin' new rhymes on a CD
Out to attack, the wack, full
gonna be a long night go get a knapsack
I gotta getta make ya face the
That I'm the best on wax, I'm all that

All you'll see, yo
All that see, yo
All you'll see, yo
Get
Yo, I'm all
All that see, yo
All you'll see, yo
All you'll see, yo
Get

Get up, get down, get funky, get
I'm the best show and I got
In the past there was that kid doubted
But now I'm back and there's no doubt it
The is on the wall
Gimme ya mic and a and I'm a rip it, rip it, up y'all
I can flow
Is another rapper in the world, like me? Hell, no

No one's like me, others try to me
Bad, deba, deba, deba, deba, bad, me
like me somewhere to just not hear
Where the hell they at, who
'Cause your got the ace in the
The lover brother, numero uno
The with soul

Comin' out a on the new tip
For those of you that thought I couldn't do
Yo well consider it
It's the same got the
Just don't the same one
People said that I rap
You stop that
'Coz I'm a rapper and a

And in the past I chose to make laugh
And I was criticized for
Some called me soft, called me wack
I gotta y'all, I felt bad
So as usual I my dad
He's sort of a year old casanova
He said, "Son, yo, on over"
He sat me and he told me this
"Son, you're all that, you're gonna get dissed"
He put his arms me and he said
"Son, I was all when I was young"

So pump point on and set my sights on
Making a record that people thought was the
Philly born and raised, been gone for days
I can't wait to get with my new track
Rhyme like lava, voice a volcano
I'ma rhyme through your radio, like draedo
A Porsche 911 and I don't Jack
Yo, we all

All you'll see, yo
All that see, yo
All that see, yo
All that see, yo
All that see, yo
All you'll see, yo
All you'll see, yo
All you'll see, yo