Luyện nghe bài hát It's Only Right

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One, two, huh and you don't
One, two, yeah and you don't
One, two, huh and you stop

One, two, yeah and you don't
One, two, huh and you stop
One, two, and you don't stop
One, two, huh and you don't

Ahh, it out

Style like somethin' the microphone would spark
Sort of reminiscing, of how it used to go in the parks
Equipment ropped off, you can the vagas echo for miles and breath
Bass the asphalt

Thunder vibration shake a tremble from a earthquake and
O.C. a classic in the making, mental thoughts
My physical words
Hot in my mouth like a joust, no

Some a phenomenon, mic technician,
Spit the mic down the like an El Producto
And throughout the resin, then asapoltin' this
Gift to a rhyme, make rap a stared son

The way I do this, switch up the
So you wanna persuie it
I'm raw like sewage you
shit for insight?

Well I'm back, never was
What I right, be than pin stripes
by mob boss, my flause in affect on the mic
Keep it tight, out a fight is raw, it's only right

I it's hot, we hot too
You ready to throw down, we ready to a party
So if ya to have a party, make some noise

Any mic I hold it in the grip of my
I it over the crowd
Dictatin' shit like Genghis
Nonchalantly deliver the like drug traffic schoolin'

Bringin' samatics to this rap
Bonafied, mic set you see me on it
Master the art, so now I flaunt it
Born to live, a life and die until

I'mma keep on writin' the slick rhymes the pen
the cherry from a tree, like a virgin havin' innocence
Bust my nuts, rhymes to live like Genesis
But critical renaissance in death a flautless

Tearin' up when it comes to me pickin' up a cordless
One of New York's finest, on this trip I co-incide with B
Bringin' out the best in me, we formulatin' a recipe
What I implore, will show disto my presence
Then I'm divine like the
Keepin' it 'cuz what safice is raw nigga, it's only right

One, two, yeah and you don't
One, two, huh and you stop
One, two, and you don't stop
One, two, huh and you don't

One, two, yeah and you don't
One, two, huh and you don't
One, two, and you don't stop
One, two, huh and you don't

Microphone's I melt down, slap crowns, 'em out of bounds
Crush ya crowd, as I lay my third down
Because, this is what I want, to gain of that position
It's only right, that I through competition

Be warning me, rhymes or mad rounds
To get flass or pencil hurt, me down
Contents flex text expert, my born date
5/13/71 like a bin, injection

Inside ya blood stream, what I manifest
O.C., you by me, others are mediocre like
I slam the earth like a meteor
'Cuz I'mma take mine, leavin' you face in the puddle

Blow up like a shuttle, when I you my rebuttle
Frame of mind, across lines
Await the taste, me like fine wines Avidian
For those who select cyphers to cyphers stash

Straight up, I don't rhyme for
I prove myself, stylin' for on the mic
On another of being
the B Minus? It's only right

One, two, yeah and you don't
One, two, huh and you don't
One, two, yeah and you stop
One, two, huh and you stop

One, two, and you don't stop
One, two, huh and you don't
One, two, and you don't stop
One, two, huh and you don't