Luyện nghe bài hát Maybe Next Time

Some pick up the mic and like to dabble
But I'm flow with the show and never babble
Take hand, make your stand
To my left, jeff, your a pest and you and
I think you'd find a new profession
You think that you wanna be a rapper? well I think guessing
No time for fessing or faking, messing or
Mistakes, cause it takes heavyweights to
Or high, so why would you want to front?
And try a stunt, now the ace is gonna hunt
Ya down, you clown, cause the sound that you're is dope
You cope 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 time

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

I like to cruise around the city, find me a
Seditty, sexy lady that is pretty
(meow meow) says the kitty
The hotel room I a buck fifty
Booties in miniskirts, cuties and certs
To make sure my is up to par and
I introduce myself as the 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, could so many hips
Just by the from my lips
Well um was a winner, the movie was groovy
The park was as we walked and talked
Stayed and played, and raced
Sat and chat, shared and stared, each other's eyes and lies
from your mouth right then
Cause as we kissed you insisted, you had no
But I know you cousin and cousin dropped dime
Oh well, maybe next

Mc's acting wild get calm
Or you'll get laughed at like like a
I spell my name a 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 slick like a
And and kick 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 prefer to have a girl and
Experience "growing pains" cause a "different world" and
Rappers try to me, just like a sport
Try to my rhymes 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 been one for years
"jeffersons" in my wallet, in my glass, I say "cheers"
You wish you could be slick with the rhymes, don't
But maybe time