Luyện nghe bài hát Jack The Ripper

Milky, and I'm
My ace in the hole was this brand new
I'ma slow it up and speed it up and now 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 who tried to shake and bake me
Proving a point I'm a serious joint
You can roll me up and puff me, and then I'll
Your head with of oil
Make it run water, watch it boil
'Cause I made 'em it, made 'em say it
'em okay it, made '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, kill is my aim is
A washed up rapper needs a washer, my name

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

Back for the payback, I say that
I heard new jam, I don't play that
It ain't enough punk, it ain't hitting
This year you tried, year you're quitting
Last year you thought I was out
But again, and again, and again a doubt
the gangster boogie, the earthquake sound
Pump it up and play it so hear it all around
I do it up rough, tough, I don't
And this is an example of funky
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 record for the
For those who real rap songs
Listen how I won't myself to go off track
Stay back, I got the power,

Jack the Ripper, a man, not a
A-k-a James Todd
Hard like steel
Breaking necks while I flex my sex
girls in the house, see'mon
Home in the house, give it up
You want 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, wrap him up in
him and slap him up inside of a van
While you're doing your dance I want you to make
No one out there thought you do
You know my name and my game and what I'm to do
Party people, lemme see if you can dance

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

"How Ya Like Me Now?" I'm busier
I'm platinum, I'm watching you get dizzier
Check out the way I say my, display my, my
J on the back, behind the cool the A.Y.
I love to ride the groove because the is smooth
It me move and I'll improve
As it goes on, as it on
When you see me, don't ask if the on
How that sound? Don't came around, me close, brown
Pull on my to be down
You to stay down, way down, because you're low down
Do dance, the prince of rap is gonna throw down
Aiming to while 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 stalker
A killing machine, a savage talker
Jason an axe, but I put it on wax
To eradicate the suckers who thought I had
The prince of hip hop, straight from
Kicking it mean, keeping it
And never seen anybody rock the party
All you funky beataholics, this beats
I go to the show, and terrorize emcees, you know
Moving my hand like I'm the piano
Don't touch the dial, change the channel
Don't let me hear you say I ain't
I'm better than any emcee out
As a of fact, suckers can't compare
When I rocking the mic stop and stare, at..