Luyện nghe bài hát Play It Again, Polo

Play it again Polo, cause I just stand still
I burn while the tables like windmills
A swift reactor rap, to up the track ?
I like a sailor
Rhymes remain hittin like Nighttrain
With lyrics that came from the brain of Twain
So if you can't handle the man go and change the channel
Rappers are smoked like Camels
To weather the brainstorm, fellas better your umbrellas
run inside the cellars
As I you're attached to my rhyme like a leash
Takin the S off my speech to peach
Take the P off the peach because now you each
and every rhyme to and reach
You need a fixin, for your fake rhymes and weak mixin
You em blind like Nixon
Some got shook when they a look
I'm burnin you up, like the that are pages of a cookbook
I attract more kids than
Rhymes got more drama, than black momma white
You get decapitated captivated
Cause you the fact G. Rap made it
So if you you blow like a hoe, so here's a solo
Aiyyo, it again Polo
Here's a fellow, hello, Polo, mellow
P-O-L-O, shake em like
Sonny you're like Johnny Carson
So I'ma enjoy, watchin your butt burn up just an arson
These rhymes here can son
You try to rips it just call me the ? Wilson
And I got em down pat
Release hit like the Superfly soundtrack
Too dope of a type windpipe full of
and I sideswipe the suckers I
The mic so hot, it can weld it's hell
and assassinate, like Lee Harvey
on the radio, Sony or Sanyo
Rappers get slayed and played a banjo
When I illustrate, rhymers is iller
Battle me, you swallow a bottle of painkillers
I go and faster, skills of a Grandmaster
you fall like plaster
Amazed, grammar like gamma rays
Chumps are caught in the and dumped in ashtrays
You pussy willow, I can see sihlouette
You're scared, and tears of fear your pillow wet
You wanna tic-tac-toe a big rap pro?
Yo, play it again
are weary, eyes be teary, survived and leary
Your rhymes are eerie, my theory
I'm here to jam and slam Bam-Bam
Damn, Polo play it again Sam
Cuts in harmony, you harmin me
Your beats are moist and sweet voice is charmin me
Not flexible, style needs to be twisted
Plus your unlisted
Rhymes are like gristle, watch the boy sizzle
Your brainstorms don't drizzle
But my brainstorms lots of pain, lots of rain
Long spins, the winds of a hurricane
You get when I hit a punk and
rag a fag, makin him like he drunken
You can't treatin my hip-hop
like a Blo Pop, chew up the like a gumdrop
Makin you sweat a death threat, slow when I flow
I'ma let, wet up the whole set
Yes the final, death wish to sucker
gets granted, with rhymes makin em stand
I start blowin blows, and my rhymes are like a
So hey, it again Polo