Luyện nghe bài hát It's Workin'

It's workin', workin'
Party people if you're ready to let me hear you scream!

I play for keeps, sidewalks and streets, we reign and we pop, and
sweeps.
It's the fanatic, can't kick the habit, so you have it, I'm a addict.
When I'm the mike I gots to grab it.
Rip the system to shreds, the braids in my head.
get lifted, remember the rhyme said.
This is introduction to the new episode.
the Double I countin' down to explode.
Naughty kicked in the door, come 235 more, livin' rotten to the core
everybody to the right, cause all I got is my flow.
I'm with Boogie Beat fishin' in a record ocean.
Uh oh, I guess going' down, not now, right now.
So I got down the git down for Illtown.
Figure it's the fanny,
I my mammy.
And you could ask my Randy,
I'm grateful for my nanny that's my mother's mammy.
Two tittle brothers different fathers but we're still family.
Forget how rough I had it, let's see how it gets.
'cause I wind
up doing same old cruddy shit.
clockin', sellin' rocks in my neighborhood.
Back cockin', buckshottin', ass is shot.

Can you chill a can can you spill a can can you kill a can I I can I
know I can I know I can can an American a Republican tucking this
African can from this kian land I know I can It's a war wick wick
that's Dionne Dionne should have predicted her quick trip and Stayed
cool like fuckin' freon Or get frozen for eons and beyond the
unbelievable I be Well believe that shit's some be on Settle the
score check Melba needs Moore now she poor looks to get richer by
rap up in the picture I'll fix ya backwards blindfold step
KLICKOW' Your ass like Calvin so butts get kicked now forgive the be
a of me you teach but forgivin' ain't seem my music crushed in the
streets preach love practice hate break tapes and chatterin' on
your structure Stain your whole establishment let's get style
that's horrific twisted terrific with a tongue that's terroristic
we'll it then shift it brandish the biscuit finish you nitwit cancel
Christmas won't stop this shit

time to do sit up I'm a loose nut crews get cut bring it to my
illtown and lose your butts but whaqt is the matter matter
of fact I don't want to hear you talk so your trap

Suckers get interslit like for the winter see Dolores sucker
I should of told you Large Marge sent her two chocolates away from
being sloppy in with no lunches step with the punches and try some
crunches get your hands clapping front and the back and keep a cool
head for all my swingers packing attackin' back in the motherfuckin'
done traveled a milion and I'm still kickin' styles backsnack that
ass back now about that? you feel about as shitty as a baby's
unwiped ass crack I'll crack a bat on the back black and leave you
there flat as a flapjack

We ain't friends to the end I Chuckie after this instead of beef
you'll be givin me chicken at Kentucky lackin' lucky so worlds these
and be no more you Ooh! ooh! like no world's series

Never a fad and madder than mad and radical rude rottin' kid man
what's happenin'? check the skills on the real best to chill don't be
in the down the hill ordeal it's ill

man this is deep huh! I'm goin' deep undercover like a motherfucker way
beneath the sheets full blows get thrown to the upper and continue
to go on until up and gone

When we spot a block knok no tellin' where the will go hustle with my
friends ballin' like testicles bowling for dollars rollin' for
hours rappers the pin strike is my friend be took out in groups of ten

scoopin' change you'll be "Who's that group again?" on the ground
with no sound with just boots and chins and ya don't stop lust check
out us Illtown rock