Luyện nghe bài hát One on One

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

These fagot MCs be on skis with the microphone
But it's all downhill hitting trees like Sonny Bono, name a
I couldn't and he probably created the Earth in six days
I shot at Jesus with a fives 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 and this acquisition of riches
Is like bean pods and still fucking white bitches

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

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

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

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

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

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

I rhyme greata set it off Jada
My flava a nigga shook like vibrators
Rap of the hit your styles over
I make an MC cry just Robin on Ophra

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

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

My rap tactics make you want to go home and
this, drop jewels like Biago Rackis
I come rough for all that front
I'm all that five mics and quotable for the

I be on some like the unamits and vigorous rhyming
And until Buchwhick Bill starts dunking on 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 make the deader then Coretta, King's husband
Who had a dream, I get in you no Vaseline
And burn rubber so I tap that ass like Glover

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

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