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 how it happen
I wasn't rappin' for a long
But now I'm with a strong rhyme
Look, near the camera, my picture
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"

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

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

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

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

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

Get up, get down, get funky, get
I'm the show and I got proof
In the past there was always kid doubted
But now I'm back and there's no about 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 there another rapper in the world, me? Hell, no

No one's like me, try to bite me
Bad, deba, deba, deba, deba, bad, me
like me somewhere to just not hear
Where the hell they at, who
your got the ace in the hole
The simple brother, numero uno
The rapper soul

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 don't the same one
People that I couldn't rap
You stop that
'Coz I'm a rapper and a

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

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

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