Luyện nghe bài hát It's Only Right

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

Ahh, it out

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

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

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

The way I do this, up the fluid
So smooth you persuie it
I'm raw like underground you
shit for insight?

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

One, two, yeah and you stop
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, crowns, push 'em out of bounds
Crush ya crowd, as I lay my verse down
Because, this is what I want, to gain control of position
It's only right, that I follow through

Be warning me, homicide rhymes or mad
To get flass or pencil hurt, battin' me
Contents text expert, since my born date
like a stick 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
I'mma take mine, leavin' you face down in the puddle

Blow up like a shuttle, I give you my rebuttle
of mind, across state lines
Await the taste, me like fine wines from
For those who wanna select to cyphers stash

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

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