Luyện nghe bài hát Jack The Ripper

Milky, and I'm
My ace in the hole was this brand new
slow it up and speed 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 and bake me
Proving a point I'm a serious joint
You can roll me up and me, and then I'll anoint
Your head with of oil
Make it run like water, watch it
'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 like me now punk? You foul
Here's what my game is, is what my aim is
A washed up rapper needs a washer, my name

Jack the
the Ripper
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 enough punk, it hitting
This year you tried, next you're quitting
Last year you I was dying out
But again, and again, and without a doubt
It's the boogie, the earthquake sound
Pump it up and play it so they hear it all
I do it up rough, tough, I bluff
And this is an of funky stuff
When you want to make hits, you make 'em like
ain't like this they don't hit, they miss
It's a strong record, a record for the
For those who real rap songs
how I won't allow myself to go off track
Stay back, I got the power,

Jack the Ripper, a man, not a
A-k-a James Smith
Hard like steel
Breaking while I flex my sex appeal
Home in the house, see'mon
Home girls in the house, it up
You gotta want to get
Moving and grooving, and improving a lot of
People don't know how I am
sleeping, so now I gotta slice my man
Like ham in a pan, him up in Saran
Kidnap him and him up inside of a van
While doing your dance I want you to make moves
No one out there you could do
You my name and my game 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 Like Me Now?" I'm busier
I'm double platinum, I'm you get dizzier
out the way I say my, display my, play my
J on the back, the cool without the A.Y.
I love to ride the because the groove is smooth
It makes me move and I'll
As it goes on, as it on
you see me, don't ask if the show's on
How that sound? came around, playing me close, brown
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 gonna down
to please while I'm killing emcees
I'm gonna keep on hitting you with LPs
Day day after day
Tou smashed in the face by the of Cool J

I'm a beast on the microphone, a night
A killing machine, a savage street
Jason an axe, but I put it on wax
To eradicate the suckers who I had relaxed
The prince of hip hop, straight from
it mean, keeping it clean
And you've never anybody rock the party
All you funky beataholics, beats Bacardi
I go to the show, and terrorize emcees, you know
Moving my like I'm playing the piano
touch the dial, don't change the channel
Don't let me hear you say I ain't
I'm better than any out there
As a of fact, suckers can't compare
When I rocking the mic stop and stare, at..