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
to the funky beat, my tongue is gonna beat it up
I did it, but the devil make me
I did it for the suckers who to shake and bake me
Proving a point that I'm a joint
You can me up and puff me, and then I'll anoint
Your head with 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 is, kill is what my aim is
A washed up needs a washer, my name is--

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

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

Jack the Ripper, a man, not a
A-k-a James Smith
Hard like penitentiary
Breaking necks while I flex my sex
Home in the house, see'mon
girls in the house, give it up
You want to get hotter
and grooving, and always improving a lot of
People know how nice I am
sleeping, so now I gotta slice my man
Like ham in a pan, wrap him up in
Kidnap him and slap him up of a van
While you're doing your I want you to make moves
No one out thought you could do
You know my name and my 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 busier
I'm double platinum, I'm watching you get
Check out the way I say my, display my, my
J on the back, behind the without the A.Y.
I love to ride the groove the groove is smooth
It me move and I'll improve
As it goes on, as it on
When you see me, 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 gonna down
Aiming to while I'm killing emcees
I'm gonna keep on you with rough LPs
Day after day day
Tou smashed in the face by the of Cool J

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