Luyện nghe bài hát It Gets No Rougher

Let me tell you 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 move on, you better get week to work with or quit
'Cause I'm on some ol' l shit, capable of but I never committed
no shorts so you better forget it

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

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

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

You below the plateau I stand on
You my faction to put the man on
I shake and bake and the laws of gravity
And if you on, you'll get a cavity

'Cause I'ma giant, and you're a
And all that LL shit, you see me
You're cheap and weak, incomplete and
'Cause it gets no rougher, it gets no

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

I release the juice dab in your face
Do damage, I'm pickin' up the
My mics' like a when I'm walkin' at nighttime
to the dome, it's like a pipe-line

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

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

The bass in face, like a District Attorney, I'm on the case
With that'll hit ya, get ya and sit ya down
The competition is 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 swamp I do it
In between my jaws got chomped

The cordless mic is my utensil
Lyrics you be runnin', I break 'em a pencil
'Cause I'm and you're a small fry
all in, a stunt, a fall-guy
Outta I slaughter wax to make you suffer
'Cause it gets no rougher, it gets no

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

Let me ask you ask a
a minute
Who could the game of rap and rule it alone
Demonstrate many on the microphone
Build an empire like an African
I had to show apu jack the could swing

I'ma rappers nightmare, I my opponents
There's one title I own it
Emcee's flip-flop, I bust out the
They try to eavesdrop, goin' to make

Aerodynamically, it's all automatically, the way I jiggly of originality
Shay-shop 'em and 'em like a cheetah and an antelope
I cut 'em like a cantalope on the table
They ain't able, I'm a legend, not a fable, gotta it stable

Crack your bone, hotter than brimstone
Doin' your overseein' like a chaporone
Huh, on the scene, I got shit sewn up like a sewin' machine
Eat a like a sandwich, leave 'em in a bandage
Crack the stage and leave the damaged

Yeah, get funky on that cut, get on it
Yo, l, them is dope man you know I'm sayin'?
You better raw sick for
how we do it dogg
Pump that good man, let's cut us some real, real
Yo, this

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

I freak the beat and get
Rule over king, you're too
You're to make a move for
prove you're ridiculious

I think he was jealous and in the for an ass-kickin'
When you mess with, the man the plan
Mic in his hand and a skit
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, pull the rope, point blank, I'm a

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

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

You know what I'm sayin'? I'm this game
It get no rougher, peace, LL Cool J