Luyện nghe bài hát Move On

(laughing) yeah, to you like, yeah, you know another one of those,
Flavorishis, mackadoshis, sour cream and type flavor.

I the world like kurtis blow with my afro blown
I'm out the frame, drunk style stagger like ned the wino
For black albino, I'm like on vinyle
The type of antidope shit you have to keep away from my
And I'm the, bombest rhymer, check my
My vocals are like vaginas, wet an when they open
My identities, blows facilities to ememies please test these
I'm rugged, I pack a 24 studded, karrot automatic, 45 slugger
So ring thee alarm, when your tv is on, I react freakin' to
bitches see me perform, bitches say I strickly brake vertibraes
Bones back, chinky eyed like japs I states off the map
Just by eye

Don't get it twisted and if you do, you best to on move on
"rock, on" - redman (x4)

Erick
Yeah, I down things for the moment, what?
my does for them fake ass crews (yeah)
Who be claimin' to be the shit stop
Gimmicks, hard lyrics for an image
I'm stompin' 'em the beast 'em
Brain is caused, girls drop they drawers to the ground
I be's the effect like wrecks, rhyme be shooting off like two black

Somebody stop me I'm smoking mask
Shut your mouth, a bad, uh, like shaft
The bring the dopest material, way out cosmic type
Alcoholic type funk for your sissys (word up)
Huh, I take it to the streets, if you can't run up on my then get some

I let one nigga slide in 93, but this year, fuckin' history

(x4)

Strick nine the mind on the verge of destruction
Blood to boil like a lyrical combustion, eruption
Insane no pressure no pain, niggas off it's strain to maintain
be killing me, trying to preach to me, teach to me
I got a phd in
You got your bachelors and your masters in the of dramatics
The lyrical are bringing the static from the attic, so your automatics
I've had it up to here, you niggas are in
You stand clear, no hugs no love and kiss mainstream america
They just ain't for this, cause I'm nice as shit
Niggas be having fits, the squad of def be hits after hits
And what's goin' on in your mind I can it
Tremors in the body has caused for the

(x4)

You know what I'm sayin'? things is hot in the tunnel out in you know
What I'm ah, n-y-c streets is love, it's hot in the summer, um,
Spring, winter and fall things are just lovely, sweet & sauce. doin'
This feel this. I feel you.