Luyện nghe bài hát OMC

"Oh, mc, won't you for me one time..."
To the and the bros, to the pimps and the hoes,
seats to the front row!
"Oh, mc, won't you for me one time..."
To the kids in the Polo, to the hobos;
to the mc chris show!

Okay, you want a rhyme, how would you like it
I only serve it well, you can the record books.
You can my record sales, not bad for an Indie.
Want beef, then go eat at Wendy's.
Now nerds are trendy, call it Geek Chic.
Nerds never noticed, they on their PCs.
Never mind a chill pill, you ill will get freezed,
now hold up for a - mc can't breathe!
HUUUHHH! Okay, I'm back, I shouldn't left you.
I'm Max on the tracks, I need some Headroom.
Allergic to my tunes like they were legumes;
in the distance, you'll be sayin', "Just a flesh wound!"
Sometimes I fast, sometimes I drink quick.
If this was gym class, I'd be the picked,
but a rap record, a brand new jam fix.
Wait 'til the get their hands on this shit.

"Oh, mc, you rhyme for me one time..."
To the chicks and the bros, to the and the hoes,
cheap seats to the row!
"Oh, mc, won't you for me one time..."
To the kids in the Polo, to the hobos;
to the mc chris show!

Are you lost and like a lonely little goldfish?
We fit together soap in a soap dish.
I know you think that hopeless.
Well, let me fill you up a cup of hot dopeness.
Kids, they quote Chris. Think I don't know
the flow, bitch, you need to get to know kitsch.
If the fits, kids foamin' with conniption,
stick 'cause a nine to five's for dipshits.
Ends interest sweeter than a Chipwich,
to ya ribs like barbecue beef brisket.
Visit for a minute, get like I'm Bisquick.
the ladies horny, give the dogs little lipsticks.
the hip shit.
Let soul and spirit fly into the mystic.
Every on your wishlist. Every day's mcchristmas.
Now can I get a

"Oh, mc, won't you for me one time..."
To the chicks and the bros, to the and the hoes,
seats to the front row!
"Oh, mc, won't you for me one time..."
To the kids in the Polo, to the nasty-ass
to the mc chris show!