Luyện nghe bài hát Pans In The Kitchen

1]
Stop and
I rock it wicked, no on this shit
You gotta get it, there's nothing hotter it
A whack rapper's what Hopsin isn't, I'll it
To ya if you got a minute bob your head like a walking pigeon
Play my position, I'm gifted when rhymes is kickin'
I got lots of this, I vibe to it as I a fitted
The amount of that's feeling me is a hot percentage
They know I'm tight, but I'll be if I admit it
I'ma climb the game 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 get you stuck in some violent shit
And feelings will be hurt so you're better off if you 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
He'll be the illest artist, on this rap
All you niggas out wanna get him on your tracks

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

I like playing with the pans in the kitchen
You let me play with the pans in the kitchen mama
Don't care 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 on the block
A fat bitch, she was barely able to
She was good for one thing, was taking a cock
Till she told me she was pregnant, shit I'm to God
she wasn't, coz all that shit was making me hot
I'm happy that she the one to have a baby with Hop
She's so obese, I'd take her out and her stay in the car
Her body odor always smelling some bacon and farts
I'd tell her how I eat pork, she took it straight to the heart
Ready to make an assault, she to make her fucking way to the barn
Cuz that's she belong, better leave me alone
Calling, asking where I'm at she need to know
But what a surprise, she thinking I'm the love of her life? Becoming my
Bitch, some fucking advice
You wanna nice? Trust me I'm right
Go to the motherfucking gym and lose the gut and fine

3]
I'm and yes I am stupid
Thought I was a smart kid? again, stupid
I'm a Special Ed
Give me a couple of and let the man prove it, cuz there's evidence to it
I never it, but the rest of my class knew it
They must've thought I'd never remember the to it
Fuck school, man, I could pass through it
I never be that that headed to class 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 cycle repeats over
My graduate and I'm way older then them
Then they come to me, nice me
fun of me
What do these ugly be thinking when they fuck with me?
They lucky I don't suddenly go and become other than me
Like a psycho, then whats it gonna be?