Luyện nghe bài hát In the Hands of the Gods

Bicka-bicka Biz, bicka- Mark

I'm the dance rocker, but don't drink vodka
Never sang a song Frere Jacque
Rap schooler, composition Ruler
In seventh grade I had named Mr. Dooler

I'm very and you will agree-ah
One in a million Mohamed and Aliah
A self-believer, an
Have stunts than Coronel Seavers

Ain't no like B I Z, M A R K I with the E
Hang at the
Got a Trucker
trade the busy boy, 'cuz I'm no sucker

I'll be bouncing like a ball, when I say, yes,
If you don't with me you won't rock at all
So me out, with out no doubt
I'm guaranteed to and turn the party out

We gonna do right, do right
do right, gonna do right
We gonna do right, do right
Gonna do right, do right

I'm on popcorn
Like a Saturday at the Audubon
Listen to the Brother, ain't no can mess with
The man the plan, with the most finesse

I make you scream, and I'll make you
I'm guaranteed to rock the mike, and put you all in a
So listen to the Brother, no other can stutter
"Ah- whadda a-whadda ah-rock, rock"

The man to do the up, a
Or 'ah hah hah hah I rock with you
So to me, 'cuz I'm the original
B I Z M A R K I out the E

I'm to rock and turn the party out

I'm guaranteed to rock and turn the out