Luyện nghe bài hát Just in The Nick of Rhyme

The rhyme I pick up, trick up, and hiccup
(Hiccup)
This is a good for a stickup
So throw hands in the air and say, "Hell yeah"

I can beat Mike Tyson, plus I'm than the Prince of Bel Air
And I Blossom, in color is how I'm
See some pretend to be afraid of me but my Public Ene-ma
this, like a cinema, I'm winnin' a contest

I knew you was a loser when you bought girl's prom dress
I'm just, one of the nigs, take a swig
I can sing, work it out without a gig
The mud in my blood, I'm a stud smokin' blunts

Not a fuddy dud if rhymes pecks, I'd be Woody Wood
They're after pestly hoes and that's the hoes I sex and collects
Rockin' a Rolex, preferrin' sex instead of
But I skill, to build what I can build and still feel good

The baddest hoes be sayin', "Ooh real good"
Fella a dweller, it's poison salmonella
Auntie's is Stella, style as deaf as Helen Keller
Nail a flammer with the Hammer for comin'

Not his grammar or bad mamma jama similar to Bruce Banner
So don't get me angry, or you won't like me
Kid just in the nick, I kick more ass than Lee's Nike's did

Just in the nick, I kick on the geek stick, a Bic
a chick, Slick-er than Rick around the clock
I tock to the tic tac toe, rip up my my mic's my lasso
Shit, I got rhymes out my asshole

I'm in a pole position, sole
You're in no position to be
It's a rainbow coalition, I'm kissin' ass
Rockaby, here's lullaby

Like Georgie Puddin' Pie but baby baby cry
Feed 'em, I heat 'em and eat 'em if I don't 'em
Then I 'em as leftovers, packin' the weak MC's
Into septober [unverified]

'Til I was older, I couldn't hold a folder
Now I ya to try and knock this mic off my shoulder
If I'm I won't hold a skunk, but when I'm drunk
I might let her in my bed, heads be sayin' I'm a hunk

a duck, I'm slammin' ham MC's, MC's I'm servin'
Makin' the people jump like my man, Erving!
Those deserving props are get theirs
Grip, there's something on your lip, oh my dick hairs

I'm the biggedy bear ya scrub cub with a demo tape
to catch me, catch your breath before you hyperventilate
For air you're gaspin', your best bet is to an Aspirin
I bash it, crash it, now you know, so stop

'Cause you ask, you make an ass of you and only you
See, just in the nick, I kick the funky
That's why they me Bootsy