Luyện nghe bài hát Maybe Next Time

Some rappers up the mic and like to dabble
But I'm flow with the show and never babble
Take your hand, make your
To my left, jeff, a pest and you fessed and
I you'd better find a new profession
You think that you wanna be a rapper? I think you're guessing
No time for fessing or faking, or making
Mistakes, it takes heavyweights to stakes
Or high, so why you ever want to front?
And try a stunt, now the ace is gonna hunt
Ya down, you clown, cause the sound you're hearing is dope
You cope slowpoke, so pick up the soap
And catch a bad one, you a chance and you had one
You it course you sad one
You get with the style you hit with
In this rhyme, so maybe time

Uptown, downtown, crosstown, no matter where from
Get on the floor and get
Cause the master, capital a-c-e is about to it wicked
Here's the title, in face I'm gonna stick it
But yo don't leash the speech that you use
Needs a more spice, ice, you're nice
The style that I was third nerd, you gotta be sweet, pete
You can't make money 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 just swing,
Crown, you're down you're like a wingless plane,
Cause you fly, in fact you try and I'm a rain
Right on your so shed hats and coats
The votes are in friend, I win hands down,
You tried biting, but is a crime
So maybe time

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

Mc's wild better 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" 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 my rhymes 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 have a
Instead I would to have a girl and
Experience "growing pains" it's a "different world" and
try to play me, just like a sport
Try to bite my at "night" but get "court"
"give me a break" a "taxi" and leave town
You might be a "star" but "trek" you down
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 maybe next