Luyện nghe bài hát Iron Man

You strike a match in my hand
too to tan
metel rythem from a one man band
bust my in a junkyard scuffle
whippin at the fairies with a brass buckle
born in the
hard like
gotta '87 with a fat gas pedal
river lite
shave wit a
love to get freaky on the grooviest

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got scars
from the streets of my
girls laugh now beggin to be mix'a'lots wife
a new breed is here o' rap
got eyes like fire wit my boys at my
now im back for all the rumors must end
quickie is out
music is in
alot of get paid just for clappin thier hands
not the style or desire of a true man

oooh side ruler
drink cooler
big money
not a dumb drug
is real not
pet lamha
met eastwood
his mama
billboard
chilla
hard lova and
rock killa
girls in the
yo blouse
i am the man yo was warnin you about
the bad boy of rap
no slack
talk my back and
you might get
you get paid
but yo aint real
your metals like
this metals steel!

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big E crushin
MC
more lines in my face than a sunburnt
hardly speakin
girls be
buggin off the drums 'cause my snare be
worlds hated
too bad ta be
you mad
and i be
be single
your bad im
tougher than in terminater
chord ripper
peria
transboard
and not a lil
fleash like
mc
dees shrimp salad not part of my meal
heavy begginer
cant stand
hate funk metal and not a
girlies kiss
suckas fists
rappas try ta rock but it aint like this!

THE MAN OF RAP DROPPIN THE BIG METAL, HAMMER!

now thats true rap