Luyện nghe bài hát OMC

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

Okay, you a rhyme, how would you like it cooked?
I serve it well, you can check the record books.
You can my record sales, not bad for an Indie.
Want beef, then go eat at Wendy's.
Now are trendy, they call it Geek Chic.
Nerds noticed, they were 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 have left you.
I'm Max on the tracks, I need some Headroom.
Allergic to my deaf tunes like they were
in the distance, be limbless sayin', "Just a flesh wound!"
Sometimes I fast, sometimes I drink quick.
If was gym class, I'd be the last picked,
but it's a rap record, a new jam fix.
'til the fans 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 to the front row!
"Oh, mc, you rhyme for me one time..."
To the kids in the Polo, to the nasty-ass
to the mc chris show!

Are you and alone like a lonely little goldfish?
We fit together soap in a soap dish.
I you think that it's hopeless.
Well, let me you up with a cup of hot dopeness.
Kids, they quote Chris. Think I know this?
Check the flow, bitch, you to get to know kitsch.
If the niche fits, foamin' with conniption,
better stick 'cause a to five's for dipshits.
Ends interest sweeter than a Chipwich,
stick to ya like barbecue beef brisket.
for a minute, get baked like I'm Bisquick.
Leave the ladies horny, the dogs little lipsticks.
the hip shit.
Let your soul and spirit fly the mystic.
Every on your wishlist. Every day's mcchristmas.
Now can I get a

"Oh, mc, you rhyme for me one time..."
To the and the bros, to the pimps and the hoes,
cheap seats to the row!
"Oh, mc, you rhyme for me one time..."
To the in the Polo, to the nasty-ass hobos;
welcome to the mc show!