Luyện nghe bài hát Just in The Nick of Rhyme

The rhyme I pick up, up, and like hiccup
(Hiccup)
This is a good place for a
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 is how I'm living
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 your girl's dress
I'm just, another one of the nigs, take a
I can sing, brothers'll work it out a gig
The gold mud in my blood, I'm a smokin' blunts

Not a fuddy dud if rhymes were pecks, I'd be 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 what I can build and still feel good

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

Not his grammar or bad mamma jama similar to Bruce Banner
So get me angry, or maybe you won't like me
Kid just in the nick, I more 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 Rick the clock
I to the tic tac toe, rip up my rhyme my mic's my lasso
Shit, I got rhymes comin' out my

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

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

'Til I was older, I hold a rhyme folder
Now I ya to try and knock this mic off my shoulder
If I'm sober I hold a skunk, but when I'm drunk
I might let her bunk in my bed, heads be sayin' I'm a

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

I'm the biggedy bear ya scrub cub with 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 an ass of you and only you
See, just in the nick, I the funky shit
That's why they call me