Luyện nghe bài hát MC's Ultra Part 2 (Remix)

[Kool
I have a mystical style, combined with common
If a sucker catch it, to me, it doesn't matter
A fact, equivalent, to a MC
I'm greater -- than the of them
I'ma smack every and beat the best of them
til they DIE, and I'm no lie
By a native warrior, from the Bronx, Cooley
As my rhymes get tougher MC's all
the consequence, and all elegance
Your girl's on my and it don't make sense at all
Because we're havin a
out all suckers, ??
Cause you got too many, to find your big
and get paid, and try to be me
Not sucker duck punk toy MC
we're.. "Ultra"

[Ced
it
Come one, all, we can all have a ball
Mad Cristal, so son til you fall
Ultramag, the bag
"Poppa Large," to "Mentally Mad"
We keep fiendin
Fat beats for life son, keep leanin
and mad
Just Picasso, see I got so
many, dollars, I make you
Oooh, Ced Gee
Back to please, we the mad hits
Always legit, from to Harlem
Cairo, Egypt, New York
L.A. to St. Lou', and Houston
too
We rock the mad ghettoes, the drum pads
Bless the pedal, go
We got the
The grooves we think about, my man plays
Cause we're.. "Ultra"
Uhh, it "Ultra" {magnetic}
Yeah, it, uhh "Ultra" {magnetic}
Yeah, c'mon, c'mon, c'mon "Ultra"
Moe Love..
Uhh.. "Ultra"
Moe Love..

Moe Love..
"Ultra"
Moe Love..

Yeah "Ultra"
ah Kool Keith

[Kool
Well I'm amazing, more or less
I'm like steel, others are
that try, to deny my
emphasized
above the unusual
rearranged in a rhyme, but
I don't, and I won't, but keeping up the
as the kicks
at a height, excelling
to a higher degree, of
terms, germs, just stop
Release the mic -- put it on the
Step back I overreact and have a flashback
Break inside your
and take a that you don't use - then abuse it
Throw it up and down, then it
Leaving out of control, your
By the Kool Keith, advancing energy
we're..

[Ced
Yeah "Ultra" it {magnetic}
"Ultra" uhh {magnetic}
Hah "Ultra" {magnetic}
Remix "Ultra" yeah feel it
Uhh "Ultra" one
Uhh "Ultra" yes, yes, to Ced Gee
"Ultra" uhh..
"Ultra" c'mon.. yeah..
"Ultra" check it..
"Ultra"

it
I'm intelligent, smart invincible
like a professor son, with a IQ
The things I do, keep you
Refuse to lose, make you feel the
Touch your sole son, yes you
new shoes, so do
Step right up and through, and the threshold
We make it Special, like Ed, that's what I
I'm on the rise,
Parallel sequence,
and copywritten, no sex case like Whitten
So are you kidding?
I love honies with mad hips, and fake
I them drip
like water, so hide your daughter
And an order, from Ced Gee
I'm.. down with..

Yeah "Ultra" uhh feel it
Yeah "Ultra" c'mon
And you say New City
The sounds you are to hear.. uhh
GET FUNKY!

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