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 devil didn't me
I did it for the suckers who tried to shake and me
Proving a point that I'm a serious
You can roll me up and puff me, and then I'll
Your with oil--lots of oil
it run like water, watch it boil
'Cause I made 'em it, made 'em say it
Made 'em okay it, made 'em it---huh!
Prince of the is on the prowl
How you like me now punk? You foul
Here's my game is, kill is what my aim is
A washed up rapper needs a washer, my name

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

Back for the payback, I must say
I heard new jam, I don't play that
It ain't loud punk, it ain't hitting
This year you tried, next year you're
Last year you thought I was out
But again, and again, and again a doubt
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 stuff
When you want to make hits, you make 'em like
They like this they don't hit, they miss
It's a strong record, a for the strong
For those who appreciate real rap
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 I flex my sex appeal
girls in the house, see'mon
Home girls in the house, it up
You gotta 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, him up in Saran
him and slap him up inside of a van
While you're doing your dance I you to make moves
No one out there thought you do
You know my name and my game and what I'm to do
people, lemme see if you can dance to--

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

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

I'm a beast on the microphone, a night
A killing machine, a savage talker
Jason an axe, but I put it on wax
To the suckers who thought I had relaxed
The prince of hip hop, from Queens
it mean, keeping it clean
And you've seen anybody rock the party
All you funky beataholics, beats Bacardi
I go to the show, and terrorize emcees, don't you
Moving my hand like I'm playing the
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..