Luyện nghe bài hát It's Like That (My Big Brother)

Due to technical beyond our control
Reggie Noble's stinkin ass not be performing with us
Erick Sermon, keep it on
Def Squad, Erick Sermon, Redman keep it on
K to M Keith Murray keep it on
keep on, ya don't stop
Keep it on, and ya don't stop
keep it on, and ya don't stop
K-Solo, Redman, ya don't
Erick Sermon, Keith Murray ya don't

I X'd ya amateur, damage ya, have jumpin off
grabbin their ass cheeks yellin Geronimo
It ain't a problem at all K solve
Three-hundred and sixty degrees rhymes or
Are charged, by my entourage, who put the Ram in
Bas cla in claat
Maintain, few remain in the
So I remain focused and pop's the aim

it's the Funk Doctor Spock, the pon cock lyricist
My mentality's so def yo I ain't hearin this shit
be cockin back when I be coming
I guess they heard how I be MC's out by the hundreds
Wanted, for two and a body alone
And use the as my accomplice
still trippin, thinkin
What the fuck is this funky fungus that growed us

Sprayed a few, shank a few, rap crews say shamed too
But can't hang two, we do
Fuck them, better bow slow
This rhyme'll cold hit em, real cause I'm K-Solo
Battle any dude, this retifuge I'm in
See the better vet, could do, to you undouche
You three groups, four at a time
I box two and knock em out at the drop of a

The long murderer
Servin over two motherfuckers a day like Mickey D's circular
Workin a hour like a burgular
My crew herbin ya like we never heard of ya
are evens, that I'mma be the one creepin
My new check the flows of the major deacon
The bazaar, the rap
I step up I pump volume like rah

My afro in three-hundred sixty degrees
So this makes me, the light Richard Roundtree
very, loquacious
And gregarious, pump that too, go the dictionary
Fly word that we flip on the M-I-K-E
My crew be like, this hype
Wrong's the forget the bullshhhh
To rhyme like the K-Solo, you need more than a kid

Come closer, while I lock it like I'm supposed ta
You battle me, you won? You might of, but then you up
My turbulence make peanut butter choke up
Call me tha City, Stock Cock Broker
Y'all niggas is fools, playin hood moves
You couldn't total my if you sung I Missed You
Dissed you dismissed you yeah I you
Let your girl suck on the shit I piss through