Luyện nghe bài hát Mince Meat

The villain ain't rhymin' off alone
Let him get some cognac, a mic and a
the mirrors, caught her in the mix
Couldn't read the shorthand for mortars and

If any negative linger, he let it vent
Wrote this one with his finger in wet cement
Did it on the sly

Before he's bye bye, spit it on the fly
your teeth, rinse and gargle
A true nerd who messed with new words Boggle
And used slang in

Rhymed with a Northern drawl, twang and
Flossy pen to break the world record
Do a Faustian bargain and tape the naked
spots than a leopard

Then he had to stop, the block was hot
Shepherd, leading the sheeps out to
Kept your soul and repped it, every he saw ya
Tryin' to douse a pinch of in a frat street house

I'll mince meat out of that mouse
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to the show
Remember whatever you do, do not boo the
Schooled the dumb on the number one of thumb
What a fool, still you never met a bum

Give the drummer some rum, I'm sure he could use a
Just to get his hot, ensure he don't lose his spot
A stranger who to you vocal
made the beat get a freak to do the boggle

No bull, everything he wanted they and took
Whole lab like an ill left jab and hook
Even had a secretary to take the
Shake it and it fall, I told her don't break my balls

Wherever go, trouble follows
The on this pro was mills and, 'Double dollars'
Vil's spills muddled flows befuddle scholars
Thick Buffalo with the bubble hollars

She leather and gold, a fat blouse
And a brother with soul to let her cat out
Even if the rat couldn't with Kraus

make mince meat out of that mouse

Tap ya toe, grime and for dough
Rap for show, to let the know
Sucks to be them, now pass loot
Up under the tux he a hazmat suit

like froggy, sip the groggiest of potions
Be up in the with the foggiest of notions
On the list of who save the oceans
his donation to the lady with the lotions

Swoll itchin' the old man bitchin'
Switchin' the fan with the gold band twitchin'
Spittin' like a bionic sneeze freeze vodka
Just to the air like the Ionic Breeze Quadra

enough to out sly a fox
For a pot pie, thinkin' outside the box
Enough to taste her

But got no to be wastin' chasin' putty
Out for Daffy Duck bucks, Pig paper
Bugs money or Sylvester Cat caper
DAT tape of rap, country or deep house and

I'll make mince meat out of mouse
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