Luyện nghe bài hát I'm Singin'

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Yo biz, let's send this out to the kool dj red alert
the beat in, todd
Yeah, this is how doing it for the '93, we're on the smooth tip
Ha ha, yo biz, kick something for 'em, word up

Now people always want to know my plan
For me to use the weird as "diabolical man"
Well I got beats, raggedy clothes
And aw hell, I'm wearing diabolical drawers
I'm not white as barry cauce I'm than harry
With a rap that's big and fat mariah couldn't carey
So don't come to me that same ol' same ol'
Cause I'll knock your butt somewhere over the
I write rhymes that jam more jelly
So call me the arthur the fonzarelli, or nelly
Cause I am so bad when it to a rap jam
Even robins scream, "holy biz man!"
I grab the microphone and go every which way but
Cause I'm the ugly ducking that seduces mother
And I don't be using flipping tounge
But I still get better in time like the
But crews you see can't stay as loose as me
old school rappers just ain't what they used to be
So up your with a rubber hose
And every brother knows that your style's than my grandma's clothes
But gray skies is going to clear up, so put on a face
off that frown and chear up, and put on a happy face, cause

I'm in the rain ain ain (repeat 7x)
Ah ah ah ah ah

I start with a as I enter your mind
I hit so even michael jackson won't remember the time
So I come a bombing every time I home in to
Off a funky drummer boom I get hot as donna
Cause I reigh as a rap brainstorm
>from corner to corner, I'm dropping more on ya
Not toni tone, cause I came to warn you
That I even in southern california
Everybody talking biz is hype
Cause I make harry's day, hell I even make gladys knight's
Soon I star on abc because def is the best way to the g
Alphabetically I to lead you through
Since I'm the m-izza I know to my p's and q's
Like the but the b-i-z
I rap so picture perfect I just stop and say "cheese"
So if I step up, gonna move me back?
Cause scooby doo can't even do that for a snack
You think you can, you you can, don't even try it
Cause instead you need to can it like the jolly giant
Cause trying to step to biz, you know I'm a diss them
So like 98.7 and kiss my ass!
Cause me and rap is peanut butter and jelly
Which reminds me of a song by my man gene

I'm in the rain ain ain (repeat 7x)
Ah ah ah ah ah

Now it's the universal languange the biz mark is speaking
I'm with blacks, whites, indian, and puerto rican
I'm an african descendent, myself would say
But I was "booooorn in the u.s.a.!"
I spent the 80's duking ladies making babies
So I I'm over like a fat rat that never caught rabies
Went from messing around like tonto no woman in 3 years
I had one little two little three indian
markie is what it is
And if hard for you to spell, then just say "biz"
I'm with the zoo crew, some kids who act nutty
B-danks, cool v, everett, todd, and
my buddies, ha, my buddies, ha
I go, we go
I my april fools in monster may
I by so much bull I should say "ole!"
I got friends named ann and andy
Call my "bon appetite" cause I'm sweeter than john
even knock it, till you try me
Cause the proof is in the pudding, you can ask bill
Some I'm bragging, some think I'm boasting
But even smokey would second that emotion
That's why I take through the sky on a natural
I'm fly-ly-ly-ly-ly, ly ly ly ly

I'm sing-ing-ing-ing in the ain ain (repeat 7x)
Ah ah ah ah