Luyện nghe bài hát Move On

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

I rule the world kurtis blow with my afro blown
I'm torn out the frame, drunk stagger like ned the wino
For black albino, I'm like on vinyle
The type of antidope shit you have to keep 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 ememies please these abilities
I'm rugged, I pack a 24 studded, automatic, 45 nigga slugger
So thee alarm, when your tv is on, I react freakin' to songs
bitches see me perform, bitches say I strickly brake vertibraes
Bones back, chinky like japs I blow states off the map
Just by eye

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

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

Somebody me I'm smoking like mask
Shut your mouth, he's a bad, uh, like
The e-double bring the material, way out cosmic type
Alcoholic whisky type funk for 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 year, he's fuckin' history

(x4)

Strick nine rules the mind on the verge of
Blood starts to boil like a combustion, eruption
Insane no pressure no pain, niggas off it's strain to maintain
They be me, trying to preach to me, teach to me
I got a phd in
You got your bachelors and masters in the field of dramatics
The lyrical are bringing the static from the attic, so cock automatics
I've had it up to here, you niggas are in
You better stand clear, no hugs no love and mainstream america
They just ready for this, cause I'm nice as shit
Niggas be having fits, the of def be smacking hits after hits
And what's goin' on in your mind I can it
Tremors in the has caused for the healin'

(x4)

You know I'm sayin'? 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, and fall things are just lovely, sweet & sour sauce. doin'
This y'all feel this. I you.