Luyện nghe bài hát Maybe Next Time

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

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

I like to around the city, find me a witty
Seditty, sexy young lady is pretty
(meow meow meow) the kitty
The hotel room I got's a fifty
Booties in miniskirts, cuties and certs
To make sure my is up to par and
I myself as the capital a the c the e
And say "hello" and "bonjour" if
And if she's a little bit older I'll put her on my shoulder
And hold, nobody told her
That the master ace, move so many hips
Just by the sounds my lips
Well um dinner was a winner, the movie was
The park was dark as we walked and
Stayed and played, and raced
Sat and chat, shared and stared, into each other's eyes and
from your mouth right then
Cause as we you insisted, you had no boyfriend
But I know you cousin and your cousin dime
Oh well, maybe next

Mc's acting wild get calm
Or you'll get at like 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" and furious
Rhymes as you get "m*a*s*h-ed" as I "good times"
And "happy days" I'm slick like a
And smooth and kick my rhymes like a
"one day at a time" is how I live
So no I'm not "married with children" and no I do not a wife
I would prefer to have a girl and
Experience "growing pains" it's a "different world" and
Rappers try to play me, just like a
Try to my rhymes at "night" but get "court"
"give me a break" a "taxi" and leave town
You be a "star" but I'll "trek" you down
Rapping, it's a living and been one for years
"jeffersons" in my wallet, in my glass, I say "cheers"
You wish you could be slick with the rhymes, you?
But next time