Luyện nghe bài hát I'm All That

Spill the beans on the table I say

Extra, read all about Fresh Prince is back
You wonder how it
I wasn't rappin' for a time
But now I'm with a strong rhyme
Look, near the camera, snap my
I'll sign my on it, then 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
Rhyme authority, rhythm
liaison, rap ambassador
Do the daring, the of the cut
The prince of poetry and all that
Sexy, sexy, the honeys yell
Girlies passin' out, ah,

Back from the dead like
thought I was over, they were erasin'
Me and names out of the hit list
But ah, ah, ah, not so
back at cha, can't go back at cha
Catch this fast ball I'm at y'all
up and smell the coffee, I'm back now
Thanks for my girl warm for me, pal

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

on radio, face on TV
Spankin' new funky on a CD
Out to attack, the wack, full
It's gonna be a long night go get a
I gotta getta ya face the fact
I'm the best rapper on wax, I'm all that

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

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

No one's like me, others try to me
Bad, deba, deba, deba, deba, bad, me
Someone like me somewhere to just not
Where the hell at, who cares?
'Cause got the ace in the hole
The simple lover brother, uno
The with soul

out a little on the new tip
For those of you that thought I couldn't do
Yo well it done
It's the same got the
Just don't understand the one
People said I couldn't 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
called me soft, some called me wack
I admit y'all, I felt bad
So as usual I my dad
sort of a fifty-one year old casanova
He said, "Son, yo, on over"
He sat me down and he me this
"Son, when 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
a record that people thought was the [Incomprehensible]
Philly born and raised, I've been gone for
I can't to get back with my new track
like lava, voice like a volcano
I'ma rhyme through your radio, words draedo
A 911 and I don't stall Jack
Yo, we all

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