Luyện nghe bài hát I'm All That

Spill the beans on the table I say

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

Here I am in the
I'm the funky, funky, funky, funky
authority, rhythm connoisseur,
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

from the dead like Jason
People thought I was over, 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 throwin' at
up and smell the coffee, I'm back now
Thanks for my girl warm for me, pal

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

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

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

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

No one's me, others try to bite me
Bad, deba, deba, deba, deba, there be
Someone like me somewhere to just not
Where the hell at, who cares?
y'all got the ace in the hole
The lover brother, numero uno
The rapper soul

out a little on the new tip
For of you that thought I couldn't do this
Yo well it done
It's the same got the
Just don't the same one
People said I couldn't rap
You could stop
I'm a rapper and a half

And in the past I chose to make people
And I was criticized for
Some called me soft, some me wack
I gotta admit y'all, I bad
So as I called my dad
He's of a fifty-one year old casanova
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 when I was young"

So from that on and set my sights on
Making a that people thought was the hype joint
born and raised, I've been gone for days
I can't wait to get back with my new
Rhyme lava, voice like a volcano
I'ma rhyme through your radio, words Drano
A Porsche 911 and I don't stall,
Yo, we all

All that see, yo
All that see, yo
All that see, yo
All that see, yo
All that see, yo
All that see, yo
All that see, yo
All that see, yo