Luyện nghe bài hát It's My Thang '99

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

Aiyyo, we got these hoes spreaded out like
The Squad go to war like Custard
I just lost my a-alike, and I'm it hard
And havin' bad dreams of spooky and graveyards

of all, I'm the E of EPMD
Rockin' the Way like Eightball & MJG
Squadron, my click be armed
I got dough, my be fat and formed

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

Aiyyo I on impact
So better get back
The stay off the dick, P ain't wit that
The blunt, I split that, a four wit the kick back
No need to stress that chickenhead nigga, hit that

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

Who got wins? Those be hard pretend
You got skills? Come here, let me tap that
Bing, my style around the ring
I'm well promoted, and don't know Don King

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

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

Aiyyo we put you to the test, put it your chest
Make a motherfucker catch a cardiac
Live out the Fest, one of the best
I my nigga 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, like
I hang small, but when I'm I'm gigantic
In fact, my big-ass dick sunk the

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

be like, Get At Me Dog like DMX
Keith Murray pack a tech
And I give a fuck, I can't be touched
Females jump in my flow like

My technique, knock off they feet
I'm Ultimate, like the fuckin' beat
It's My Thing, back wit the
Hold my Squad wit the chrome desert eagle

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

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

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