Luyện nghe bài hát Just in The Nick of Rhyme

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

I'm in a position, sole position
You're in no to be dissin'
a rainbow coalition, I'm kissin' ass goodbye
Rockaby, your lullaby

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

'Til I was older, I couldn't hold a rhyme
Now I dare ya to try and this mic off my shoulder
If I'm sober I won't hold a skunk, but 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!
Those deserving are gonna get theirs
Grip, there's something on lip, oh that's my dick hairs

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

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