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 didn't make me
I did it for the suckers who tried to shake and me
Proving a that I'm a serious joint
You can roll me up and me, and then I'll anoint
Your with oil--lots of oil
it run like water, watch it boil
'Cause I 'em play it, made 'em say it
Made 'em it, made 'em obey it---huh!
Prince of the growl is on the
How you like me now You living foul
what my game is, kill is what my aim is
A washed up needs a washer, my name is--

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

Back for the payback, I say that
I your new jam, I don't play that
It ain't enough punk, it ain't hitting
This you tried, next year you're quitting
year you thought I was dying out
But again, and again, and again a doubt
the gangster 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 who appreciate 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 Todd Smith
like penitentiary steel
Breaking necks while I my sex appeal
girls in the house, see'mon
Home in the house, give it up
You gotta want to get
and grooving, and always improving a lot of
People don't how nice I am
People sleeping, so now I slice 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 I want 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, that 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
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 because the groove is smooth
It makes me and I'll improve
As it on, as it flows on
you see me, don't ask if the show's on
How that Don't 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 you with rough LPs
Day day after day
Tou smashed in the face by the vase of J

I'm a beast on the microphone, a stalker
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
Kicking it mean, it clean
And never seen anybody rock the party
All you funky beataholics, beats Bacardi
I go to the show, and terrorize emcees, don't you
Moving my like I'm playing the piano
Don't touch the dial, don't the channel
Don't let me you say I ain't debonair
I'm better than any out there
As a matter of fact, suckers compare
When I rocking the mic people and stare, at..