Luyện nghe bài hát Mic Mechanism

Intro fresh wes]
When I'm kicking, the mic
we go, the mic mechanism
What I'm kicking, the mic
What I'm kicking, the mic

[d.i.t.c.]
Fresh wes y'all, is on the mic
wes y'all, is on the mic mechanism
Fresh wes y'all, is on the mic
Fresh wes y'all, is on the mic

fresh wes] (d.i.t.c.)
Yo
Fresh wes is on the mic mech, trying to wreck
Check the way I step to the set, I gotta jet
Heck, chicks are kind of sexual
getting spectacles, glueing 'em to my testicle
Do yourself a favour don't to the (fresh guy)
Like tlc I put my jimmy in (left eye)
to proud to beg, beg for this
I'm gonna wreck, break a couple of necks
a couple of checks, for the rhyme put together with the beat
(showbiz) put for, the streets and the jeeps
w-e to the s is (nice yo)
Don't say my name unless you to say (maestro)
me an amateur I'll damage ya
Suckers saying (naaah, dis kid can't be canada)<-showbiz?
That's what they all say, after I
I'm 5 foot 10, but I'm a giant my brohter dre
The way I rock ya, you want to shift to this
Light a spliff to this, and jehovah witnesses
Knock on my door, for more
Of my verbal acrobatics and my
I make the raw, I ain't new to this
And when I see a fat gluteus I'm
Fresh wes is on the rhyme, is on the rhythmn
Kicking mad (on the mic mechanism)

[maestro wes] (d.i.t.c.)
It's a of poetry, you it's me
hoes are be saying, "please stay"
But is it no you see
It's funky wes with the riddle
Like robin skins want to make the big toast
Hot (like a panther), always as (cancer)
Getting crazy legs, I was a break (dancer)
I'll the set (yep)
Fresh is in effect
I'm throwing billy in the ocean, kicking in the river
'cause when I flow, lyrics I
I give ya my flavour, I terrify and horrify
Like carl lewis, your don'e even qualify
(so stand and watch the man rap, jack on the mic)
I making suckers uptight, just a strike
amtrak, stages are sparked well
Coaching art shell
Doper than a american cartel
I'm on a mission with my funky
Kicking mad on (the mic mechanism)

When I'm the mic mechanism x4

[maestro wes] (d.i.t.c.)
I'm not a captain, but chicks to kneel to feel
The steel when I reveal, they say (wheel)
And eyes, be on the size gee
But don't try to milk me, or homogenize me
I pasterize trying to skim through my papes I carry
Marry me for my salary, giving up mammaries (naaah)
That my type of event, or how my money is spent
I ain't payin' no rent
That's on the wack, brady bunch
Leave it to beaver, tip
My bozak dangerous, so stop playing like marley
Grip, skip to another louie or dewie or
Donnie johnny baby, yo kick that to tommy
The softer guys, lost their eyes, off the
So the lies, you're wise or you're ostrosize
Drop your draws, lift the
I'm in effect like das and dmc, pause
The I kick is uncategorical
prehistorical, go check the oracle
Damn I'm
I'm on a mission with my compositions
Kicking' mad (on the mic mechanism)

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When I'm the mic mechanism x4