Luyện nghe bài hát Mellow My Man

One two
Yes, The layin' back, real-xin
out with my man Malik be
We call him
YaknowhatI'msayin? We in
Mo like Al B. Sure, for your
bust it
We about to flip it on ol' laid back, mellow my man tip
We set it like this
Yo it

Bust it, La Di Da Di, who to party
Like Slick the Ruler I'm cooler than a ice brick
Got soul like those afro picks, with the fist
And leave a crowd drippin' John the Baptist, it's
The cause of "Oh shit!"
The skits I kick, flows like
And got many on the blacklist
I'm sharp as a plus, quick to bust gymnastic tactics
Us, Roots is true to that rap shit
Now holla to the scholarly, street skats that me
Back to the Soul Shack with packs of rap
Max that, Foreign Objects is mad abstract, make
Offender want to go Meshach, Black
Thought the nappy cat a bookworm shoe like sperm
Cool as Little with conch a la perm burn
The sticks like wicks, and flips when I slaps the hand
Of my mellow my man, be

Here I goes, negroes best to the flower
The professional, best in those skills kills so uhh
Whoa, slow down before you go (sissy)
Trixie this is Agatha Christie your and know now
Next contender, Malik's the axe
Critique me so uniquely mystique that's so deep within the
Microphones I grip, psych with poems so's I throats
Put him in a quote, when he
sayin', isn't it, is it the negro that did it?
'Cause with the tech, make you jump and say 'ribbit'
I many forms, prohibit the corny forms
(And in, your neighborhood) on the norms
Capture, was to, ya
Manu-facture, you can even ask Anita the, rapture
I figured, ya, a say it slam
For my my man

The way we do it like
That, for my my man
It's like that for my my man
No no we do it that
This, for my my man
It's like this for my my man
No no we do it like
That, for my my man
It's like for my mellow man
No no we do it like
This, for my my man
It's like for my mellow my man

Yo, I got spunk, funk
And Jump Like Punks, to Get Down
Turn that heat down, I'm cool
Deeper than the pool than Wilt the
Damn near in clowns bounce to sound
When pound
And brown's, my section Southern
My is Jex, I
Sweats no sex, cause kid gets
Grits n shit, flex to drains that was crazed
When your spit up, dip dup damn
Yo I it but
is the Black Boogey Man
Manic mad musician, of noise
That's jocked, by your
I rocks my flocks of sheep, the slickest shepherd around
I was but was found, now I gets down
From Philly to the Apple I, and holla tunes and then hit
Up-town, Diggin Planets when get Earthbound
I kick the groovy tunes for you and yours, when I the can
To my my man, Malik be

Whoa, shucks, my nuc ducks (uh-huh)
I erupt, to destruct, deducts
In wax I like to smack em, em as I cap em
Change my name to or Reynolds then I Wrap em
Negroes we be furrow to my borough
Cause my ass is so thorough, like Levert
Too to be sterile
So I the greats (say what?)
Bust the Pacino's, I won't them
though I lust them shapes -- females for retail prices
Twice this nice, this witch sure her spices
I won't smirk, cause my name's not
The voice the multiple choice, she does a circle
You want to turn and page your eyes, and try to
But I degrade ya, slaughtered ya and ya
Microphones I grip equipped to the hyp-ocrites
And nit-wits, with skits, them ain't
That was a curse, but I divide it in
the airplay, no fair play, you're feelin the wrath
Of Malik, get tragic, negroes that get dramatic
Because I the habit to smoke rabbits like a addict
So if you can not rap I will just YOU
If you wants to pick up on your nose be the chrome
And we cap, YOU
It's too bad, dem understand de true check
For my my man

The way we do it this
That, for my my man
It's like for my mellow my man
No no we do it that
This, for my my man
It's like for my mellow my man
No no we do it this
That, for my my man
like that for my mellow man
No no we do it like
This, for my my man
like this for my mellow my man

I think for my mellow my man, uh
My mellow my man,
My my man, uh
My my man, right
My my man, uh
My my man, right
My mellow my man my mellow my man my my man my mellow my man
For Scott Storch, my my man
Leonard Hubbard on the bass, my my man
B.R.O.T.H.E.R. ? on the drums, my my man
end it on the one, my mellow my man
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