Luyện nghe bài hát Pans In The Kitchen

1]
Stop and
I rock it wicked, no competition on shit
You gotta get it, there's nothing than it
A whack rapper's what Hopsin isn't, kick it
To ya if you got a minute you'll bob your like a walking pigeon
Play my position, I'm kinda gifted when rhymes is
I got of this, I vibe to it as I rock a fitted
The amount of that's feeling me is a hot percentage
know I'm tight, but I'll be conceited if I admit it
I'ma climb the game I'm up at the top of it
And don't be to call me out if u got a problem with it
Unsilenced shit is gon' get you stuck in some violent
And feelings will be hurt so better off if you mind your bidness
get it started, with 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, realist on rap
All you niggas out there get him on your tracks

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

I like playing with the pans in the kitchen
You gon' let me play with the pans in the kitchen
Don't care what you say the pans in the kitchen mama
I'mma prove that I'm the man in the mama!

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

3]
I'm and yes I am stupid
Thought I was a smart kid? again, stupid
I'm a Ed student
Give me a of bars and let the man prove it, cuz there's evidence to it
I knew it, but the rest of my class knew it
They must've thought I'd never remember the to it
Fuck school, man, I never could pass 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 friends graduate and I'm way then them
they come to me, nice mugging me
fun of me
What do these ugly motherfuckers be thinking when fuck with me?
They lucky I don't suddenly go and become something other me
Like a fucking psycho, then it gonna be?