Luyện nghe bài hát I'm All That

Spill the on the table I always say

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

Here I am in the
I'm the funky, funky, funky, funky
Rhyme authority, console
Hip-hop liaison, rap
Do the daring, the of the cut
The prince of poetry and all stuff
Sexy, sexy, the honeys yell
Girlies passin' out, ah,

Back from the dead Jason
People I was over, they were erasin'
Me and Jeff's names out of the hit
But ah, ah, ah, not so
Comin' back at cha, go back at cha
Catch this fast ball I'm throwin' at
Wake up and smell the coffee, I'm now
for keeping my girl warm for me, pal

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

Voice on radio, on TV
new funky rhymes on a CD
Out to attack, the wack, contact
It's gonna be a night go get a knapsack
I getta make ya face the fact
That I'm the rapper on wax, I'm all that

All you'll see, yo
All you'll see, yo
All that see, yo
Get
Yo, I'm all
All that 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 there was always that kid doubted
But now I'm back and no doubt about it
The writing is on the
Gimme ya mic and a stage and I'm a rip it, rip it, up
I can flow
Is there another rapper in the world, me? Hell, no

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

Comin' out a on the new tip
For those of you thought I couldn't do this
Yo consider it done
It's the got the parents
Just understand the same one
said that I couldn't rap
You could that
I'm a rapper and a half

And in the I chose to make people laugh
And I was criticized for
Some called me soft, some 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 you're all that, gonna get dissed"
He put his arms around me and he
"Son, I was all when I was young"

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

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