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, it's to me

Rhyme to the of a or should I give a brother time
And on, you better get another 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 deafen station, her
Supercalifalistic executioner
witch, diggin' your ditch
Givin' ya stitch by stitch, ain't a bitch

than lemonade, stronger than a hand-grenade
Rhymes are laid, go than a mermaid
Louder a siren, I'm not retirin'
Despirin', the way I'm gettin' fly
And I ecleptoes and I resent those
Brothers who on, when they 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 take my title, yo, be aight

You stand below the I stand on
You my faction 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, incomplete and
'Cause it gets no rougher, it no rougher

Yo man, you know how we the order A-B-C emcee's
You what I'm sayin'?
Yo, cuttin' no joke, yo L, release the juice on 'em

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

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

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

The in your face, like a District Attorney, I'm on the case
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 yo, nigga you know
I allow, not now, no way, no how
Any form of disrespect, you bow
Time rough to swamp I do it prompt
In between my jaws adversaries got

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

Shut up, the alley got attention 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
many styles on the microphone
Build an empire an African king
I had to show apu jack the ripper could

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

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

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

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

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

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

I he was jealous and in the mood for an ass-kickin'
When you mess with, the man with the
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 ship is sinkin' in
Strappin' to the bottom like a anchor
And break, the rope, point blank, I'm a sniper

Rapper like a pack, on 'em like a mack
My DJ scratch a record like 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 through rubber hoses
Nigga, I'm comin' up
Step back I got the title bear-witness to a dope
I've killed many men my friend and do it again and again and again
it get no rougher

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