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 of a or should I give a brother time
And move on, you better get another week to work 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 station, taught her
emcee executioner
Wicked witch, diggin' your
Givin' ya stitch by stitch, ain't a bitch

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

Rollin' with 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, be aight

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

'Cause giant, and you're 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 no rougher

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

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

High speed, stronger than
Before you up the mic to get fly
You need all the dope khaki's you can feature
So I can you, you know the procedure

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 your face, like a District Attorney, I'm on the
With rhymes hit ya, get ya and sit ya down
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 of disrespect, you better bow
Time rough to swamp I do it prompt
In between my jaws got chomped

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

Shut up, the alley got attention to get
And drop these l lyrics on ya, the beat 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
many styles on the microphone
Build an like an African king
I had to apu jack the ripper could swing

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

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

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

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

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

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

I he was jealous and in the mood for an ass-kickin'
you mess 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 ship is in quicksand
Strappin' to the like a two-ton anchor
And break, pull the rope, point blank, I'm a

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

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

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