Luyện nghe bài hát Move On

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

I rule the world like kurtis with my afro blown
I'm torn out the frame, drunk style like ned the wino
For black albino, I'm like suicide on
The type of antidope shit you to keep away from my nose
And I'm the, rhymer, check my steez
My vocals are like vaginas, wet an mc's when open
My identities, blows facilities to please test these abilities
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
When bitches see me perform, bitches say I strickly brake
Bones back, chinky eyed like japs I states off the map
by eye contact

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

Erick
Yeah, I shut down for the moment, what?
Paying my for them fake ass crews (yeah)
Who be claimin' to be the shit stop
Gimmicks, hard core for an image
I'm stompin' 'em the beast 'em
damage 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 like mask
your mouth, he's a bad, uh, like shaft
The e-double bring the material, way out cosmic type
Alcoholic whisky type funk for your (word up)
Huh, I take it to the streets, if you can't run up on my turf get some

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

(x4)

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

(x4)

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