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 speed it up and now gonna eat it up
Listen to the funky beat, my tongue is beat 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 anoint
head with oil--lots of oil
Make it run like water, watch it
'Cause I 'em play it, made 'em say it
Made 'em it, made 'em obey it---huh!
Prince of the is on the prowl
How you like me now punk? You living
Here's what my game is, is what my aim is
A washed up rapper needs a washer, my is--

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

Back for the payback, I say that
I heard your new jam, I don't that
It ain't loud enough punk, it hitting
This you tried, next year you're quitting
Last you thought 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 don't
And this is an of funky stuff
you want to make hits, you make 'em like this
They ain't like this they don't hit, they
a strong record, a record for the strong
For those who appreciate rap songs
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 Todd Smith
Hard like steel
Breaking necks I flex my sex appeal
Home in the house, see'mon
girls in the house, give it up
You want to get hotter
Moving and grooving, and improving a lot of
People don't how nice I am
People sleeping, so now I gotta my man
ham in a pan, wrap him up in Saran
Kidnap him and him up inside of a van
While you're doing your dance I want you to moves
No one out there you could do
You know my name and my and what I'm here to do
people, lemme see if you can dance to--

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

"How Ya Like Me Now?" I'm getting
I'm double platinum, I'm 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 ride the groove the groove 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 Don't 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 throw down
Aiming to while I'm killing emcees
I'm gonna keep on you with rough LPs
Day day after day
Tou smashed in the face by the vase of J

I'm a on the microphone, a night stalker
A killing machine, a savage street
Jason an axe, but I put it on wax
To the suckers 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 funky beataholics, this Bacardi
I go to the show, and terrorize emcees, don't you
Moving my hand I'm playing the piano
Don't the dial, don't change the channel
Don't let me hear you say I debonair
I'm than any emcee out there
As a matter of fact, suckers compare
When I the mic people stop and stare, at..