Luyện nghe bài hát Just in The Nick of Rhyme

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

I can Mike Tyson, plus I'm Fresh-er than the Prince of Bel Air
And I Blossom, in color is how I'm
See some to be afraid of me but they're my Public Ene-ma
Picture this, like a cinema, I'm 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, brothers'll work it out a gig
The gold mud in my blood, I'm a smokin' blunts

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

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

Not with his grammar or bad mamma jama similar to 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 stick, flick a Bic
Dick a chick, Slick-er than Rick around the
I to the tic tac toe, rip up my rhyme my mic's my lasso
Shit, I got comin' out my asshole

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

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

I was older, I couldn't hold a rhyme 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 bunk in my bed, heads be I'm a hunk

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

I'm the biggedy biggedy bear ya scrub cub a demo tape
Tryin' to catch me, 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 when you ask, you make an ass of you and you
See, just in the nick, I kick the funky
That's why call me Bootsy