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 than the 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
this, like a cinema, I'm winnin' a contest

I knew you was a loser when you bought your girl's prom
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 smokin'

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

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

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

Just in the nick, I kick on the geek stick, a Bic
Dick a chick, Slick-er than Rick 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 position, sole position
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 don't cry
Feed 'em, I 'em and eat 'em if I don't need '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 sober I won't 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 ham MC's, MC's I'm servin'
Makin' the people like my man, Julius Erving!
deserving props are gonna get theirs
Grip, there's something on your lip, oh my dick hairs

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

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