Luyện nghe bài hát Pans In The Kitchen

1]
Stop and
I rock it wicked, no on this shit
You gotta get it, nothing hotter than it
A whack what Hopsin isn't, I'll kick it
To ya if you got a minute bob your head like a walking pigeon
Play my position, I'm kinda gifted rhymes is kickin'
I got of this, I vibe to it as I rock a fitted
The amount of people feeling me is a hot percentage
They I'm tight, but I'll be conceited if I admit it
climb the game until I'm up at the top of it
And be chicken to call me out if u got a problem with it
Unsilenced shit is gon' get you stuck in violent shit
And feelings will be hurt so you're off if you mind your bidness
Don't get it started, that nigga Marcus, that kid retarded
It's evolve to some ruckus, he'll prove your shit is garbage
be the illest artist, realist on this rap
All you niggas out there get him on your tracks

Mama the pots and pans in the kitchen uhh (x2)
I be on the pans in the kitchen
So mama don't be trying to hide the pans in the
keep the pots and pans in the kitchen uhh (x2)
I be banging on the pans in the
So don't be trying to hide the pans in the kitchen

I playing with the pans in the kitchen mama
You gon' let me play with the pans in the mama
care what you say about the pans in the kitchen mama
I'mma that I'm the man in the kitchen mama!

2]
I used to push weight on the
A fat bitch, she was barely to walk
She was good for one thing, that was taking a
she told me she was pregnant, shit I'm thankful to God
That she wasn't, coz all shit was making me hot
I'm that she ain't the one to have a baby with Hop
so obese, I'd take her out and make her stay in the car
Her body odor always smelling like some bacon and
I'd tell her how I eat pork, she took it straight to the heart
Ready to make an assault, she need to make her way to the barn
Cuz where she belong, better leave me alone
Calling, where I'm at like she need to know
But a surprise, she thinking I'm the love of her life? Becoming my wife?
Bitch, take some fucking
You wanna look nice? me I'm right
Go to the motherfucking gym and lose the gut and you're

3]
I'm Marcus and yes I am
Thought I was a smart Guess again, stupid
I'm a Ed student
Give me a couple of bars and let the man it, cuz there's evidence to it
I never knew it, but the rest of my class it
They must've thought I'd never remember the to it
Fuck school, man, I never could through it
I never be that student that headed to who gets an A up on his report card
A nice kid who's so
like when they threw me in Special Ed it got more hard
Every year the repeats over again
My friends graduate and I'm way then them
Then come to me, nice mugging me
fun of me
What do these motherfuckers be thinking when they fuck with me?
They lucky I don't suddenly go and become something than me
Like a psycho, then whats it gonna be?