Luyện nghe bài hát My Rhymes Rhyme

Roses are red, are blue.
My rhymes rhyme, but don't.

Hey! I'm all up in your face like a chimp,
I'll eat on a blimp but I ain't no wimp.
I American flags to Ho Chi Minh,
and Simpson toys to Sam Kinison.
If you're akin to sin, you may win,
unless you buy a that's made of lamb skin.
I'm down with you of and your friend Ian,
although half of this rap is European.
I translated it so it make sense
to all you and gents but there's no evidence
if I'm too fast or if I'm going too slow.
You can always "repeat" on this funky fresh flow.
Though you may not even know if I mean I say,
it's legit I tell you this homey don't play.
So sit back and and pop open a Coke,
compared to me, 50 Cent, rhymes are a joke.

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Word, word, to your mother and your father too,
and props to anyone who keeps true.
And outs to my homeys across the globe, accept diversity but diss a homophobe.
The way to understanding is to embrace the truth,
all creatures of God, Buddha, Allah, and Zeus.
We're only for a bit, so make the best of it.
Don't back in sixty years
to see life was... garbage!
But the point I'm trying to is that
my are so def like a big milkshake.
I mean to brag, I don't mean to boast,
but the Gang is misquoted the most.

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So get this point right here, it's clear,
props to who bought "Nothing to Fear."
outs to Wesley Willis, Atom G., and John Hall.
Word to MC Paul Barman, hey my call!
up to Jerry Garcia, Hendrix, Morrison and Zappa,
word to Devo, "Weird Al," and those from Abba.
I hope you have a good day and that you're swell,
though the music industry can be hell.

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