Luyện nghe bài hát Iron Man

You could strike a in my hand
too to tan
metel rythem from a one man band
bust my knuckles in a junkyard
whippin at the fairies with a belt buckle
in the ghetto
hard like
gotta '87 'vet a fat gas pedal
river hard
shave wit a
to get freaky on the grooviest nights

(chorus)
got childhood
from the of my life
girls now they beggin to be mix'a'lots wife
a new breed is here o' rap
got like fire wit my boys at my back
now im back for revenge all the must end
quickie is out
whole is in
alot of dummies get paid just for thier hands
not the or desire of a true iron man

oooh south side
dont drink
big maker
not a dumb drug
is real not
pet lamha
met clint
slapped his
billboard
chilla
hard rock and
soft killa
in the house
watch yo
i am the man yo moma was warnin you
the bad boy of rap
no slack
talk behind my and
you get slapped
you might get
but yo aint real
your metals like
this metals steel!

(chorus)

big E gold
MC
more lines in my than a sunburnt russin
hardly speakin
be tweakin
buggin off the 'cause my snare be peekin
most hated
too bad ta be
you mad
and i be
be hater
bad im greater
tougher than swarchinager in
guitar ripper
sipper
transboard
and not a lil
fleash steal
mc
dees shrimp salad not part of my meal
heavy drum
stand kidders
hate funk metal and not a
girlies wanna
suckas throwin
lotta rappas try ta rock but it aint this!

THE IRON MAN OF RAP THE BIG METAL, HAMMER!

now thats rap passia