Luyện nghe bài hát Let It Out

That's the Alkaholiks functions, junction
The remix for all the brothers out there
That got shit on they chest and wanna let it out

They'll say I can't it in
I let it all out
They'll say I hold it in
I gotta, I let it all out

you could do I could do fresher
When I'm on the microphone I rock the without no pressure
'Cause I snuck my forty ouncer the bouncer with the stun gun
I gots to get some lyrics off my so let me run one

'Cause who's bad? Not Michael Jackson when I him
I even the mic for seven days with Toni Braxton
It's the, Liks, rockin' like a six six
So while I be scoopin' you rush the porno flicks

For reals, I more skills than an occupation center
I got hoe cookin' my dinner
Action, lights and cameras needed
Indeed it's, the nigga be gettin' rappers heated

I'm J-Ro, and my style is darker than a
My rhyme is so hot you got to stop and roll
All the releases, become masterpieces
Oh Jeezus, my is sick like pork greases

And I holt it in
(I hold it in)
I let it all out
(I let it all out)
They'll say I can't it in
(I hold it in)
I let it all out
(I let it all out)

They'll say I can't it in
(I can't it in)
I let it all out
(I let it all out)
say I can't hold it in
(I can't it in)
I gotta, I let it all out

I get in 'em when I sin 'em, the Alkaholiks
I your clothes with your body still in 'em
The rhymes I got, hit like Ronnie
The only way you take my spot is with a

I rappers by the hand and make sure they understand
That they scrape J-Ro the man
A nigga who stays, in the old ways
And just like Subways, I can your days

We got more than James Brown and platform Adidas
The Likwit crew, comin' new a fetus
So run tell your granny, your pops and girl
Niggaz like me rule the world
So all aboard the train to FunkyTown
Express the West so it's best that I clown

Let it all out
Let it all out
Let it all out
Let it all out

I bust the Alize on ice on to Beck's brew
I got more fame than Dana Dane I hold like Donahue
'Cause I'm committed, admit it, you was too legit to it
Dancin' with toilets now you get busy with it

With the vintage Olde gettin' dusty in the cellar
I throw my shit deeper than Jeff
So yo you got, 'cause god damn it's hot
It's the Alkaholiks up in your night spot

So ease up off my line, and let me
I'll lose you like that jewelry that bitch can't find
On B E T, and yo take a secret psychic
'Cause in the future I'ma freak it when I mic it

And I can't it in
(I can't it in)
I let it all out
(I let it all out)
They'll say I hold it in
(I can't it in)
I let it all out
(I let it all out)

say I can't hold it in
(I hold it in)
I let it all out
(I let it all out)
They'll say I can't it in
(I hold it in)
I gotta, I let it all out

With flows rough enough to cut ya, beats enough to ya
Known to rock the with the liquid rhyme structures
It's the man with vocal tones that hurt words to broken
I got flows throughout my body deep like kidney stones

So tap into the cold while I torch
'Cause I be itchin' for a scratch like the MD's
But yo fuck that, is in the wind with the gin
I gotta pass the mic to J 'cause he can't it in

I can't it in my friend the Liks get the most clout
We be scorin' points like Irvin on the post route
And just like Joi boy, I make your ache man
Just how much punishment can a rapper take

The homes be like, "Where you been?" Man I been
We had you like the dogs that be waitin'
For the Kibbles n Bits, I love pits tits and rap
And Bruce Lee flicks, and clockin' yaps the Liks

I hold it in I gotta speak my mind
There's a lotta half-ass niggaz thinkin' they can
But their style is not buttah, it's more like without the A
You think of nuttin' fresh to say

The freshest DJ from the of Ohio
I remember when you battled, cuttin' up
Nots toe fucked with, used to brag and
Packed up my Technics, now I'm on the coast, now I

Damn, we gotta get that shit off our nigga
Yo we get up out
I wanna shout it out to my Diamond D