Luyện nghe bài hát Move On

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

I rule the like kurtis blow with my afro blown
I'm torn out the frame, drunk style stagger like ned the
For black albino, I'm like on vinyle
The type of antidope you have to keep away from my nose
And I'm the, bombest rhymer, check my
My are like vaginas, wet an mc's when they open
My identities, blows facilities to ememies please these abilities
I'm rugged, I pack a 24 studded, karrot automatic, 45 nigga
So ring thee alarm, when your tv is on, I react to songs
When bitches see me perform, say I strickly brake vertibraes
Bones back, chinky eyed like 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, on" - redman (x4)

sermon:
Yeah, I down things for the moment, what?
Paying my for them fake ass crews (yeah)
Who be claimin' to be the y'all 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 skills be off like two black

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

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

(x4)

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

(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 just lovely, sweet & sauce. doin'
This y'all feel this. I you.