Luyện nghe bài hát Jack The Ripper

Milky, and I'm
My ace in the hole was this brand new
I'ma 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 devil didn't me
I did it for the suckers who tried to and bake me
Proving a point that I'm a serious
You can roll me up and puff me, and then anoint
Your with oil--lots of oil
Make it run like water, watch it
'Cause I made 'em play it, 'em say it
Made 'em okay it, 'em obey it---huh!
of the growl is on the prowl
How you like me now punk? You living
Here's my game is, kill is what my aim is
A washed up rapper needs a washer, my is--

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

Back for the payback, I say that
I heard your new jam, I don't play
It ain't 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 without a doubt
It's the gangster boogie, the 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 of funky stuff
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 for the strong
For those who real rap songs
Listen how I allow myself to go off track
Stay back, I got the power,

Jack the Ripper, a man, not a
A-k-a Todd Smith
Hard like penitentiary
Breaking while 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
People sleeping, so now I 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 want you to moves
No one out there thought you do
You know my name and my game and I'm here to do
Party people, lemme see if you can to--

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

"How Ya Like Me Now?" I'm getting
I'm double platinum, I'm watching you get
out the way I say my, display my, play my
J on the back, behind the cool the A.Y.
I love to ride the groove because the is smooth
It makes me and I'll improve
As it goes on, as it 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 stay down, way down, you're low down
Do that dance, the 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 smashed in the by the vase of Cool J

I'm a beast on the microphone, a night
A killing machine, a savage talker
with an axe, but I put it on wax
To eradicate the who thought 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 beataholics, this beats Bacardi
I go to the show, and terrorize emcees, don't you
my hand like I'm playing the piano
Don't touch the dial, don't change the
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 the mic people stop and stare, at..