Luyện nghe bài hát It's My Thang '99

Yeah, what up, yo it's Mr. Keith
The Lyrical Lexicon, the metaphor
Wit my niggas and the EPMD, the Squadron
You what I sayin'? One time for DJ Clue, it out

Aiyyo, we got these hoes out like mustard
The Squad go to war like General
I lost my a-alike, and I'm takin' it hard
And havin' bad dreams of voices and graveyards

First of all, I'm the E of
Rockin' the Player Way like & MJG
Squadron, my click be fully
I got dough, my be fat and formed

a Beck's, all day I think about sex
Got the gaze to knock the 'A' off Virex
Who am I? DO, my MO is PO
ta fuck Ya, fuck ya, fuck ya, fuck ya

Aiyyo I on impact
So niggaz get back
The playahaters stay off the dick, P wit that
The blunt, I split that, bust a four wit the back
No to stress that chickenhead nigga, already hit that

I put the pow in the wow like gun to the
Give the niggaz something they could be proud of
I get out of hand like I my arm
Decipher the head of c-cipher Voltron

Who got wins? that be hard pretend
You got Come here, let me tap that chin
Bing, my ropa-dope around the ring
I'm well promoted, and even know Don King

Call me the Sam Cassel, shots two on the clock
Cops the SL hand do well
Can tell by the nails you
We can battle till your big ass feet out them Channel

my brain attack this hip hop shit aggressively
My recipe, wit stress and niggaz testin' me
Consecutively, golds so technically
You got a long way to go to catch the PMD

we put you to the test, put it through your chest
Make a motherfucker catch a arrest
Live out the Fest, one of the best
I asked my Red Alert, he said 'Yes'

I intimidate MC's from the throwing of my vocal
It don't work, I show them the chrome and flash the
wit the red beam, and hear about it
All day on scene

I Welcome niggaz Kotter to the night marauder
Pull out my gat, you'll be like, Godfather
I hang small, but when I'm I'm gigantic
In fact, my dick sunk the Titanic

An MC massacre, got a and crew ready to blast at ya
we the masters
We catch you niggaz wit glass, and who you askin'
Like you gaspin', up while P's blastin'

be like, Get At Me Dog like DMX
Keith pack a black tech
And I don't a fuck, I can't be touched
Females jump in my like double-dutch

My technique, knock niggaz off they
I'm Ultimate, the fuckin' break beat
My Thing, back wit the sequel
Hold my Squad wit the chrome desert eagle

Yo, I go like straps, puttin' Lee patch where your knee at
Puff wit midas, and no wit the ski racks
Shut niggaz that be tryin' to win
I'll be like, like I'm CNN

So the Thriller of Manilla, wreck shit like Godzilla
Old English, can not stand Miller
MC's rockin' till the party's through
Then they tap me on the and say "This Bud's for you"

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