Luyện nghe bài hát Pans In The Kitchen

1]
Stop and
I it wicked, no competition on this shit
You gotta get it, there's nothing hotter it
A rapper's 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 when rhymes is
I got lots of this, I vibe to it as I a fitted
The amount of people that's feeling me is a hot
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 be chicken to call me out if u got a problem with it
Unsilenced shit is gon' get you stuck in some violent
And feelings be hurt so you're better off if you mind your bidness
Don't get it started, that nigga Marcus, that kid retarded
gon' evolve to some ruckus, he'll prove your shit is garbage
He'll be the artist, realist on this rap
All you niggas out there wanna get him on tracks

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

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

2]
I used to weight on the block
A fat bitch, she was barely to walk
She was for one thing, that was taking a cock
Till she me she was pregnant, shit I'm thankful to God
she wasn't, coz all that shit was making me hot
I'm happy that she ain't the one to have a with Hop
She's so obese, I'd take her out and make her 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 straight to the
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 I'm at like she need to know
But what a surprise, she thinking I'm the of her life? Becoming my wife?
Bitch, take some advice
You look nice? Trust me I'm right
Go to the motherfucking gym and lose the gut and fine

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