Luyện nghe bài hát It Gets No Rougher

Let me tell you somethin' 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 give a time
And move on, you better get another week to with or quit
'Cause I'm on some ol' l shit, of murder but I never committed
Takin' no shorts so you better it

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

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

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

You stand 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 chew on, you'll get a

'Cause giant, and you're a pee-wee
And all that LL shit, you see me
You're and weak, incomplete and off-peak
'Cause it no rougher, it gets no rougher

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

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

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

Listen to the man intellectualize,
whole 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 rhymes that'll hit ya, get ya and sit ya
The competition is booty get the now?
the rigamarole, to get me-a-go

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

The cordless mic is my only
you be runnin', I break 'em like a pencil
'Cause I'm and you're a small fry
all in, a stunt, a fall-guy
Outta order I 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 know what I'm

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

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

Aerodynamically, it's all automatically, the way I jiggly of originality
Shay-shop 'em and stop 'em like a 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 overseein' like a
Huh, on the scene, I got shit sewn up like a sewin' machine
Eat a like a sandwich, leave 'em in a bandage
the stage and leave the audience damaged

Yeah, get funky on cut, get funky 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 man, let's cut us some real, real somethin'
Yo, this

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

I freak the and get shieker
Rule over king, you're too
tryin' to make a move for
I'ma prove you're

I think he was and in the mood for an ass-kickin'
When you mess with, the man the plan
Mic in his and a fresh 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 two-ton
And break, pull the rope, point blank, I'm a

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

Every puff is rough a pull could kill a bull, one toke, crews' a joke
I run through rappers like water through rubber
Nigga, I'm comin' up
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
'Cause it get no

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