Luyện nghe bài hát One on One

Yeah, once again presenting, Kid
Ras Kass the waterproof MC,

These fagot MCs be on skis with the microphone
But it's all downhill hitting trees like Sonny Bono, a nigga
I couldn't burn and he probably the Earth in six days
I shot at Jesus with a tech times

the pope with six strings, the name is Ras Kass
Might eat a little but I don't kiss ass homeboy
I'm righteous and wicked and acquisition of riches
Is like selling bean pods and still white bitches

I rap crazy, you better get fifty niggas to me
Or ace me, been since 220 AD
You feel gazy, I'm top ten with the
Off the list you scratch like serial numbers on

I lace tracks ill lines, 20 bar rhymes
My verses got long like jail times
Press rewind, listen to jams when I out
I only fuck a bitch in the if she juiced out

Going new routes to my composure
Anticipated you still screaming to get exposure
Rap soldier in the cipher I'm to set it
My lyrics get the U.S. Open playing tennis

Vindictive my voice pitch is John Blaze
I'm John Cremation, you with aspirations
Of me blood stains from Earth to Venus
Them so called rap stars will be living
With they momma like an fetus

As soon as you step on stage I'ma you with the truth
Like the Ricki Lake show, don't come out the soundproof
Or poof, plucked in bubble goose
A lost angel, I at an angle that's obtuse

Yo, my viscous, put niggas before bitches
Collect riches, bone without trickin'
And stay spitting mad in your direction
Always repping get you open like sea

I rhyme greata set it off without
My flava a nigga shook like vibrators
Rap composer of the hit your over
I make an MC cry just like Robin on

Give you the cold shoulder guess who slicker
I gross figures, shed on shady niggas
And write rhymes, roast niggas that take
Gave birth to so many styles I have my tubes tied

One time, when need concentration
Embarrassed, I nigga like getting masturbating
I'm fascinating, I make you wallow in your
Clutch the bottle you get childish style fondled

My rap tactics make you want to go and practice
Match this, jewels like Biago Rackis
I come for all niggas that front
I'm all that five and quotable for the month

I be on some like the unamits and vigorous rhyming
And until Bill starts dunking on Kobe Bryant
I'm applying pressure, check out my melody the letter
The first the nineteenth letter for cheddar

And get a barrette explosive tip to make the rum-redder
To the deader then Coretta, Scott King's husband
Who had a dream, I get in you no Vaseline
And burn rubber so I tap ass like Savion Glover

That the cause your shits repetitive
And out, tried to run game but it got rained out
Wasn't thinking this style until we came out
Took a detour when of y'all went the same route
Thoughts about doing make me tickle

When my flow changes like pennies, and nickels
Organized rhymes we make the girls
We niggas like a small dick size
Now you wanna click nines, front and sip
Take mine, can't with Ras and Punchline