Luyện nghe bài hát Jack The Ripper

Milky, and I'm
My ace in the hole was this new track
I'ma slow it up and it up and now you're gonna eat it up
Listen to the funky beat, my tongue is gonna it up
I did it, but the didn't make me
I did it for the suckers who tried to shake and me
Proving a point that I'm a joint
You can roll me up and puff me, and then I'll
head with oil--lots of oil
Make it run like water, it boil
I made 'em play it, made 'em say it
Made 'em okay it, 'em obey it---huh!
Prince of the growl is on the
How you me now punk? You living foul
Here's what my game is, is what my aim is
A washed up rapper a washer, my name is--

Jack the
Jack-Jack-Jack the
Jack-Jack, Jack-Jack, Jack-Jack, Jack the
Hercules!

Back for the payback, I say that
I heard your new jam, I don't play
It ain't enough punk, it ain't hitting
This you tried, next year you're quitting
Last year you I was dying out
But again, and again, and again without a
It's the gangster boogie, the sound
it up and play it so they hear it all around
I do it up rough, tough, I don't
And this is an of funky stuff
When you want to make hits, you make 'em this
They ain't like this they don't hit, miss
It's a strong record, a for the strong
For those who real rap songs
Listen how I won't allow myself to go off
back, I got the power, I'm--

Jack the Ripper, a man, not a
A-k-a James Todd
Hard like steel
Breaking necks while I my sex appeal
Home girls in the house,
Home girls in the house, it up
You gotta to get hotter
and grooving, and always improving a lot of
People don't how nice I am
People sleeping, so now I slice my man
Like ham in a pan, him up in Saran
Kidnap him and him up inside of a van
While you're doing your dance I want you to moves
No one out there you could do
You know my and my game and what I'm here to do
people, lemme see if you can dance to--

it down! x3
Yo Bob, show that old school sucker punk what hip hop is boy

"How Ya Like Me Now?" I'm getting
I'm double platinum, I'm you get dizzier
out the way I say my, display my, play my
J on the back, behind the without the A.Y.
I love to ride the groove because the groove is
It me move and I'll improve
As it on, as it flows on
you see me, don't ask if the show's on
How sound? Don't came around, playing me close, brown
Pull on my jock to be
You need to stay down, way down, because low down
Do that dance, the prince of rap is throw down
to please while I'm killing emcees
I'm keep on hitting you with rough LPs
Day day after day
Tou smashed in the by the vase of Cool J

I'm a beast on the microphone, a stalker
A killing machine, a street talker
with an axe, but I put it on wax
To eradicate the who thought I had relaxed
The of hip hop, straight from Queens
it mean, keeping it clean
And you've never seen rock the party
All you beataholics, this beats Bacardi
I go to the show, and terrorize emcees, you know
Moving my hand I'm playing the piano
Don't the dial, don't change the channel
Don't let me hear you say I debonair
I'm than any emcee out there
As a of fact, suckers can't compare
I rocking the mic people stop and stare, at..