Luyện nghe bài hát One on One

Yeah, once presenting, Kid Capri
Ras the waterproof MC, Punchline

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

Hanging the pope with six strings, the name is Ras
Might eat a little pussy but I kiss ass homeboy
I'm righteous and wicked and this of riches
Is like bean pods and still fucking white bitches

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

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

Going new to maintain my composure
Anticipated while you screaming to get exposure
Rap in the cipher I'm first to set it
My lyrics get the U.S. Open without tennis

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

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

Yo, my viscous, put niggas before bitches
Collect riches, bone chickens without
And stay mad rhymes in your direction
Always repping get you open sea sections

I greata set it off without Jada
My flava leave a shook like vibrators
Rap composer of the hit styles over
I make an MC cry just like on Ophra

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

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

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

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

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

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

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