Luyện nghe bài hát Kool Keith Housing Things

Well, I'm sonically, bionically
For you dummies, stupid
are you, Cupid?
You my rhymes and then you loop it

Wrong, back way
Follow me now, head this way into
While I rap on through this for germs
Who never knew switches, upside down

around, look in the mirror
You rap catchers are makin' a
Every inning, I'm to the dugout
You on the field, I'm to bug out

Like a manager, smackin' up team
Male or female, ducks who dream of me
On the mic and makin' me up
MC's I stack up foreign precinct need to back up

Quickly, rip your brain off
Throw it down so the blood can off
My hands, while I to a fan
I'm Kool Keith, not a or a Dan

But a General, equal to a
Pushin' a crowd, to on dancin'
I'm Things

{Moe cuts up Kool Keith}

Now I'm back, to continue my
I'm screamin' loud with any curses
Roughly, that a can learn
I teach kids, and ducks that

a flamethrower, and how do you show a
A grass rapper, cut him with a
Twice, golden wheat
Ground the rest moldin' meat

And cook 'em, 'til all well done
They not ready, they smell done
Like fish, it ain't my favorite
I a steak and to battle, I wish

A Coke MC or Pepsi, sip up
your face and bring the other lip up
Watch, while I stun and you
Kick out that truly'll daze you

I'm your boss, the one that you
Nine to five, all are hired
And when I come are fired
No pay, no way

You're an with nothin' to say
But I can say, one thing for
I'm Housing

{Moe Love cuts up Kool

I it's pitiful, that you had taunted me
girl sulkin', she wanted me first
Before you was about
Back in the days, I taught about

Science, the real
No solo team or production
Did that, or got that
I brain ball usin' a bat

To your skull, smack it out the
I rhyme bright, and you're in the
shadows, hallucinating battles
To compel, the capital K, as in

Combined in
Rap metal is chief
And joy, the beef
On time, and my mic stay on

For any roach or germ who wanna on
A weakness, but my
Has a way to show I'm slicker
Creating rhymes, you have to be,

And versatile on the
I'm Kool
Cold Things

And I'd to say whassup to my man, Father Mashon
And also my brother Kev, Ced Gee, Moe Love, TR
And my man I God, Paul C, Public Enemy and the Jungle
Peace, I'm here