Luyện nghe bài hát Move On

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

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

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

Erick
Yeah, I shut things for the moment, what?
Paying my does for fake ass crews (yeah)
Who be claimin' to be the shit stop
Gimmicks, core lyrics for an image
I'm 'em the beast wompin' 'em
Brain damage is caused, girls drop they drawers to the
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 e-double bring the dopest material, way out cosmic
Alcoholic type funk for your sissys (word up)
Huh, I take it to the streets, if you run up on my turf then get some

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

(x4)

Strick nine rules the on the verge of destruction
Blood starts to boil a lyrical combustion, eruption
Insane no pressure no pain, niggas falling off strain to maintain
They be 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 the static from the attic, so cock your automatics
had it up to here, you niggas are in danger
You stand clear, no hugs no love and kiss mainstream america
They ain't ready for this, cause I'm nice as shit
be having fits, the squad of def be smacking hits after hits
And goin' on in your mind I can feel it
Tremors in the has caused for the healin'

(x4)

You know what I'm things is hot in the tunnel out in here you know
What I'm sayin'? ah, n-y-c 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.