Luyện nghe bài hát I Own America (Part I)

All of you pullers are frontin'
Wave your arms around your some octopus or somethin'
To ya, for any chick you want, I'm gettin' her
Rob people, mad ignorant, et

Who the one to entertain and fume
Who you know breed humans can't be in the same room
Reefer sweet, wrap it up, free fix
Every rapper rap underneath Rick's feet

Evicted, why you tryin' to find shit to lick
Even your tell you that you ain't shit to Slick Rick
you pretend to be glory
I'm one, that's the end of the story

The black Clark leave you numb
Every single one, frontin' on label is a bum
Let me slow it down, that's enough of
I have to say, to you nothin' other rapper cats

From New York to Cali none'll fuck with the
You think Muhammad Ali used to shit?
Bing! This sure hit bury ya
And I got deported, I own America

From New York to none'll fuck with the awkward
You think Muhammad Ali used to talk
Bing! sure hit alone'll bury ya
And even I got deported, I own

He's so crazy, I smash up the place
Give the mack a taste, I wipe my ass with a face
Cars to a dead stop
Rain find ways not to drop on my top

Tycoon at the richest
Even my is a must have to bitches
without car, money to budget
I would have the most elegant in the projects

You know I mean? Bitches are in awe at the lingo
that Rick'll put an end to all rapper income
An old timer, up all vagina fields
France nor Italy can with my designer skills

Saltin' inferior, to where we are
Tryin' to fault in superior
Let me slow it down, that's of that
I have to say, to you nothin' other rapper cats

From New York to Cali none'll fuck the awkward
You think Muhammad Ali used to talk
Bing! This hit alone'll bury ya
And I got deported, I own America

From New York to Cali fuck with the awkward
You think Muhammad Ali used to talk
Bing! This sure hit alone'll ya
And I got deported, I own America

You lack the taste hook I'm stickin' 'em
While like yourself make our race look ignorant
And your girlfriend wanna and deploy
Bout hittin' the groin' gets of this tenderloin

Feet on deep black firmament
Bow, in the presence of who rap permanent
Like a lion rap rips a chunk of
You stunk, mortals ain't shit to conquer

said new pharoahs have appeared
How when everything I wore ten ago you wear now?
I coulda murder a word out quick Rick stomp it kid
to it, you complete bum to Rick

Source Awards, yeah, every seminar
Even make Saddam Hussein tell me where the are
Let me it down, that's enough of that
This I have to say, to you nothing rapper cats

From New York to Cali none'll with the awkward
You Muhammad Ali used to talk shit?
Bing! This sure hit alone'll ya
And even I got deported, I own

New York to Cali none'll fuck with the awkward
You think Muhammad Ali used to talk
Bing! sure hit alone'll bury ya
And even I got deported, I own