Luyện nghe bài hát It's All Over

uh, its the emcee(the emcee),
yeah, you can be the
i'd rather be the
Plugz

i minipulate the modern
words i select
can be a higher then a man in a private jet
flyin by ya set goin fast,
since Pun i aint found an MC to admire yet
my intellect in when i drop the info
i step on stage i give a propper intro
never go pop, hip hop is what im
use the key to the mental
I'm master of the and tempo
you'll never catch up, try to make an though
you off to a slow start, me you
like an F1 race car against a go kart
im so sharp, they used to gas you up too much you was young,
now you but a no fart
the whack opponent played (?) Casanova
thats it I'm here for the throw down, it over

its all over,
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its all over, (uh, yeah)
its all over,
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uh, yo,
i dont know what kind of world you stuck in
sleep on me if you want but get tucked in
too comfortable, 'cause at the crack of
when the wake up call comes be too late to act alarmed
i the bomb to detinate
blow your career to smithereens, and not a late
im here to set the straight
i your cd in half, if its cassette, then i'll eject your tape
select a date, we can live
how about the monday your drops, see if you'll survive
im on the war path, best aside
say goodbye, 'cause its suicide
when you go the pro-lific notion
i flows deep as the pacific ocean
right stroke, left stroke, whats the stroke
word up yo, they be drownin in my

its all over,
its all over, (yeah)
its all over,
its all over,

its all over, (uh huh)
its all over,
its all over,
its all over,

me out, uh, uh, yo
im double extra large, evidently like wilson elliot
my pen skills is ill, they ready yet
(?)... so my editorials are part of the source, im to charter the course
ya'll needa the leada like Rakim gave the orders
'cause we behind enemy lines like reporters
tape and cam corders, but they see the man slaughter
you aint gotta go the damn borders
watchin see cops confused
good guys gettin shot so we lots to lose
i dont pop the (?), i hop obstacles
padded my like how a boxer moves
laced each line lots of jewels
bad for ya hood and leave ya block confused
on behalf of MCs, props are due
Djs and rap and pop lockers too, holla

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