Luyện nghe bài hát King Of The Hill

INTRO [Kardinal
Murderer,
Kardinal Offishall,
FOS crew,
The Circle,
Capitol Hill, yeah
is how it go, on and on
To the like of wha what!
yeah, check it out
[Kardinal
See me in MC spoken
provoken the Kardinal to speak on sights unheard
As my word is bond, so is mental put a picture
Twist the vocal like a taste of lime, the drink of life
The rythmn is my
I her the apex to flex a new son
a composition, taught him how to rock
Now the sex stop, my wifey can't get enough
Of the hardcore, make you want type of stuff
That I all over her insides, sometime on the outside
Add a light to make sure the Immaculate Conception
Is wicked from start to finish I it, mix it into the witch's brew
Add a backup vocal to the
Now be, surfing me at Play De Track, rocking soul and others
Down to Sam Goodie what, to goodie goodie
Rubbing a piece of y'all and yo! That's all she wrote
all I said, as I take my wifey to the bed
And
CHORUS [Kardinal & Chase]
On and on and on and on
We gonna keep it on to the break of wha!
On and on and on and on
We gonna it on to like the break of wha!
On and on and on and on
We gonna keep it on to like the of wha!
On and on and on and on
We gonna keep it on to the break of wha!
Offishall]
We bring it to ya face like (ewww!)
Shout and up the jump 'till them sound like (ewww)
wicked (what), wicked like a (ewww)
Every crew know, that's why the like (ahhh)
Picture your menace to your society, soul to propriety
Lyricist of the year, and the cause of you anxiety
A little nigga chilling on my shoulder told me to rock ya like a
Now I'm back, big up my chest Jully Black
Ex-poets, make a see about he heard
If I didn't tell you so, no truth to the word
We sing, stop a man's business
I bless the mic freshness, the Dr. Kay-bee handles the rest
out to the one-tree, niggas from the J-C, Rexdale to eastside
To the Eastside to up with Ill B
My nigga KC bring him to the
U to the P inside the E-W, scoop up for raps
the dreads a couple of daps, bust a couple raps
Inside the niggas know my face, girlies know the rest of the long physique
'Cause when I rock, the goes

[Tara {Kardinal Offishall}
{Capital Hill in this, the one little Miss}
{TC for mind brain, yo check it, yo}
Prepare for your from these stolen planes
Rays emitting the vocals liquefied your brain
your name yo?}
Miss Tara Chase if you're
Pulling Capital of the Hill if you ask me
You can't fuck Mickey, Mallory combination
the world with our sound like global domination
{How you
Distortion to static is how you
Re-arrange your whole physical shook
Offishall]
For all niggas we got what you need
Kardinal Offishall, Tara
Hill, get upon the mic and do what you will
The y'all, check it out