Luyện nghe bài hát Jack The Ripper

Milky, and I'm
My ace in the was this brand new track
I'ma slow it up and it up and now you're gonna eat it up
Listen to the beat, my tongue is gonna beat it up
I did it, but the devil didn't me
I did it for the suckers who tried to and bake me
Proving a point I'm a serious joint
You can me up and puff me, and then I'll anoint
Your head oil--lots of oil
Make it run like water, watch it
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 like me now punk? You foul
Here's my game is, kill is what my aim is
A up rapper needs 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 play that
It loud enough punk, it ain't hitting
This year you tried, next year you're
Last you thought I was dying out
But again, and again, and again without a
It's the gangster boogie, the earthquake
Pump it up and play it so they hear it all
I do it up rough, tough, I bluff
And this is an example of funky
When you want to hits, you make 'em like this
They like this they don't hit, they miss
a strong record, a record for the strong
For those who appreciate real rap
how I won't allow myself to go off track
Stay back, I got the power,

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

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

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

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