Luyện nghe bài hát It Gets No Rougher

Let me you somethin' about an A-B-C style
The A, the B, the C, the D, the E, the F, the G, the H, the I, the J, the K
The L, the M, the N, the O, the P, the Q, the R, the S, the T, the U
The V, W, X, Y, Z, bullshit to me

Rhyme to the rhythm of a or should I a brother time
And on, you better get another week to work with or quit
'Cause I'm on ol' l shit, capable of murder but I never committed
Takin' no shorts so you better it

Tracklin' the world on my tone station, taught her
Supercalifalistic executioner
Wicked witch, diggin' ditch
Givin' ya by stitch, ain't this a bitch

Sweeter than lemonade, stronger a hand-grenade
Rhymes are laid, go deeper a mermaid
Louder a siren, I'm not retirin'
Despirin', the way I'm gettin' fly
And I sees ecleptoes and I those
Brothers who slept on, when they shoulda on

Rollin' with it don't get no rougher
I stopper, and puffer, a buffer, suffer
I was holdin' the man superior, right?
You wanna my title, yo, you'll be aight

You stand below the I stand on
You want my to put the man on
I and bake and break the laws of gravity
And if you chew on, you'll get a

'Cause I'ma giant, and a pee-wee
And all LL shit, you can't see me
You're cheap and weak, and off-peak
'Cause it gets no rougher, it gets no

Yo man, you how we take the order A-B-C emcee's
You know what I'm
Yo, ain't no joke, yo L, release the juice on 'em

I the juice smack dab in your face
Do damage, I'm pickin' up the
My like a torch when I'm walkin' at nighttime
Straight to the dome, like a pipe-line

speed, stronger than Thai-weed
Before you up the mic to get fly
You all the dope khaki's that you can feature
So I can serve you, you know the

to the man intellectualize, visualize
Your whole posse gettin'
I don't hear no alibi's, don't apologize
put the highs' in your eyes!

The bass in face, like a District Attorney, I'm on the case
With rhymes hit ya, get ya and sit ya down
The is booty get the picture now?
Skip the rigamarole, to get

I'm yo, nigga you know
I allow, not now, no way, no how
Any form of disrespect, you bow
Time gets rough to I do it prompt
In between my adversaries got chomped

The mic is my only utensil
Lyrics you be runnin', I 'em like a pencil
'Cause I'm and you're a small fry
You're all in, a stunt, a
order I slaughter wax to make you suffer
'Cause it no rougher, it gets no rougher

Shut up, the cats' got attention to get
And drop these l dope lyrics on ya, the beat is
You what I'm sayin'?

Let me ask you ask a
Wait a
Who could take the of rap and rule it alone
Demonstrate styles on the microphone
Build an empire an African king
I had to show apu jack the ripper swing

rappers nightmare, I crush my opponents
There's only one I own it
Emcee's flip-flop, I out the workshop
They try to eavesdrop, to make rock

Aerodynamically, it's all automatically, the way I jiggly full of
'em and stop 'em like a cheetah and an antelope
Then I cut 'em a cantalope on the table
ain't able, I'm a legend, not a fable, gotta keep it stable

Crack your back bone, hotter than
Doin' your justice like a chaporone
Huh, on the hip-hop scene, I got shit up like a sewin' machine
Eat a rapper like a sandwich, 'em in a bandage
the stage and leave the audience damaged

Yeah, get on that cut, get funky on it
Yo, l, them lyrics is man you know I'm sayin'?
You better raw for years
This how we do it
Pump good man, let's cut us some real, real somethin'
Yo, bust

I'm kinda a soldier, see I told ya
I pick up the mic I'ma hold ya
Captive, a mack-tive, I'll make sure track it
L'll speak a cell a sneak as your gettin' weaker

I the beat and get shieker
Rule king, you're too over-eager
You're tryin' to a move for
prove you're ridiculious

I think he was and in the mood for an ass-kickin'
When you with, the man with the plan
Mic in his hand and a fresh
R-O-U-G-H-E-R, rougher, so we are

to face, mic to mic, man to man
While your battle is sinkin' in quicksand
Strappin' to the bottom like a anchor
And break, the rope, point blank, I'm a sniper

Rapper a pack, step on 'em like a mack
My DJ cut-creator a record like a cat
E at my side with who got a bigger rep
Shh the mic like a cigarette

Every is rough a pull could kill a bull, one toke, your crews' a joke
I run through rappers water through rubber hoses
Nigga, I'm up roses
Step back I got the title bear-witness to a recital
I've killed men my friend and I'ma do it again and again and again
it get no rougher

You know what I'm sayin'? I'm this game
It don't get no rougher, peace, LL J