Luyện nghe bài hát Kool is Back

Boy come on get with this, cause you can't this
I'm yo' ass like syphillis
A fast brother you're just a lover with a sore
I freeze as if Frosty the Snowman
No man withstands the pain I
So face a hellraise of cut, like a
Polo plays a part, inside the arts, I grab
to break you apart, so get smart
You cry for help, knowin you felt, the
the track melt, Polo drops like a black belt
MC's are grounded, pounded down,
rounded up, pounds of sounds, but I drowned them
Surround to check the tape, and play rate too great
too late, I demonstrate fate
I'm fast and, the stage of an assassin
Massacre, in a I start blastin
Fury article,
Blowin up all the and molecules, here read the articles
I build the plan and killed the man
MC's got without a filter and
them up like marijuana
Terminator of and your rhymes is Sarah Conner
You rip out, rap up, slip up, slap up
Cause you're up, to get capped up
Play the back of dis here
You get broke down like machinery
I bring trouble on the double, bust you like a
Hardrocks get crushed rubble
The gates of hell open to scope in
And I'm hopin, brought to the Pope and
the holy bible when you made your
Now the name of the game is
The result isn't real to strategy
I'm _Stayin like John Travolta
My rhymes are hotter, I gotta
to allow clowns like a Globetrotter
So I'ma give you the hell you brought me in
I'm a king the sting of a scorpion
I just follow your footprint, trace track and
You better to get a rap out
I arrange invented, it's strange demented
The range, be changed when I
a stage of furious rage when I had this
badness, you felt
Raps are brave and all those
rhymes you written should be put in the Yellow Pages
I stand tall, the wall, and watch dem brain stall
and wet yo' ass rainfall
I think you need a replacement, illin
Call that buildin boy, you're in the basement
A cell swells to jam like a pelican
Fresh out of breath, death left you a
I'm gonna need your full
This is a of life and death operation
To ease a man in the of surgery
of bein done without
Go slow, no, I let the beat kick
And I get like the Witches of Eastwick
I'm not soft, I suckers off
it, bombim it, off in a coffin
You get struck, and just like a motherfuckin
and plucked and shit out of luck and
Designated to
Knocked around like a puck
K-double-O-L-G-R-A-P, N-O M-C me
You your name had a G but to be
a badder G boy you gotta with strategy
Top rankin, ability, memory bankin
But instead you're sinkin
I attack like a pack of out maniacs
G. back