Luyện nghe bài hát Maybe Next Time

Some rappers up the mic and like to dabble
But I'm gonna flow the show and never babble
Take your hand, make your
To my left, jeff, your a pest and you and
I think you'd better a new profession
You think that you wanna be a rapper? well I think you're
No for fessing or faking, messing or making
Mistakes, it takes heavyweights to stakes
Or high, so why would you ever to front?
And try a stunt, now the ace is gonna hunt
Ya down, you clown, the sound that you're hearing is dope
You can't slowpoke, so pick up the soap
And catch a bad one, you wanted a and you had one
You lost it you sad one
You can't get the style you hit with
In this rhyme, so maybe next

Uptown, downtown, crosstown, no matter where you're
Get on the and get dumb
the master, capital a-c-e is about to kick it wicked
Here's the title, in your face I'm stick it
But yo don't resh leash the that you use
Needs a little more spice, ice, nice
The style that I heard was third nerd, you be sweet, pete
You can't make money saying on the street
So yo get back, jack, a smack is you might just get
To the grill, bill, so chill, or I just swing, king
Crown, you're down you're a wingless plane, wayne
Cause you ain't fly, in fact you try and I'm a
on your head so shed hats and coats
The votes are in friend, I win down, clown
You tried biting, but biting is a
So maybe next

I like to cruise the city, find me a witty
Seditty, sexy lady that is pretty
(meow meow meow) says the
The hotel room I got's a fifty
Booties in miniskirts, cuties and certs
To make my breath is up to par and
I introduce myself as the a the c the e
And say "hello" and "bonjour" if
And if a little bit older I'll put her head on my shoulder
And hold, cause told her
That the master ace, move so many hips
by the sounds from my lips
Well um dinner was a winner, the movie was
The park was dark as we and talked
Stayed and played, chased and
Sat and chat, shared and stared, into each other's and lies
Spilled from your mouth right
Cause as we you insisted, you had no boyfriend
But I you cousin and your cousin dropped dime
Oh well, maybe time

Mc's acting better get calm
Or you'll get laughed at like a sitcom
I spell my a with the c-e
Not an "lf" folks, and I'm "different strokes"
Huh, I'm "head of the class" fast and
as you get "m*a*s*h-ed" as I have "good times"
And "happy days" I'm like a hummer
And smooth and kick my like a punter
"one day at a time" is how I life
So no I'm not "married with children" and no I do not a wife
Instead I would to have a girl and
"growing pains" cause it's a "different world" and
Rappers try to play me, just a sport
Try to bite my at "night" but get "court"
"give me a break" catch a "taxi" and town
You might be a "star" but I'll "trek" you
Rapping, it's a living and it's been one for
"jeffersons" in my wallet, in my glass, I say "cheers"
You wish you could be with the rhymes, don't you?
But next time