Luyện nghe bài hát Play it Again, Polo

Play it again Polo, I just can't stand still
I while the tables turn like windmills
A swift reactor rap, to up the track ?
I flow a sailor
Rhymes remain hittin like Nighttrain
lyrics that came from the brain of Mark Twain
So if you can't the man please go and change the channel
Rappers are smoked like Camels
To weather the brainstorm, better grab your umbrellas
run inside the cellars
As I teach you're attached to my rhyme like a
Takin the S off my to fight peach
the P off the peach because now you want each
and every rhyme to teach and
You need a fixin, for your fake lyrics and weak mixin
You robbin em blind Nixon
Some got shook when took a look
I'm burnin you up, like the lyrics that are of a cookbook
I attract more than Wonderama
Rhymes got more drama, than black momma white
You get decapitated captivated
Cause you hated the fact G. Rap it
So if you slow you blow like a hoe, so a solo
Aiyyo, play it again

a fellow, sayin hello, Polo, mellow
P-O-L-O, shake em like
Sonny you're funny like Carson
So I'ma enjoy, watchin your butt burn up just like an
rhymes here can kill son
You try to rips it call me the ? Flip Wilson
And I got em down pat
Release this hit the Superfly soundtrack
Too of a type windpipe full of hype
and I sideswipe the I snipe
The mic so hot, it can weld when it's
and assassinate, like Lee Os-wald
Rough on the radio, or Sanyo
Rappers get slayed and like a banjo
I illustrate, stiller rhymers is iller
Battle me, you swallow a bottle of painkillers
I go and faster, skills of a Grandmaster
Makin you like plaster
Amazed, grammar plays like rays
Chumps are caught in the blaze and in ashtrays
You willow, I can see your sihlouette
scared, and tears of fear made your pillow wet
You wanna tic-tac-toe a big rap pro?
Yo, it again Polo

Guys are weary, be teary, survived and leary
Your rhymes are eerie, that's my
I'm here to jam and like Bam-Bam
Damn, play it again like Sam
Cuts in harmony, you ain't me
Your beats are and your sweet voice is charmin me
Not flexible, your style to be twisted
Plus name's unlisted
Rhymes are tough like gristle, the boy sizzle
Your brainstorms don't even
But my brainstorms lots of pain, lots of rain
Long spins, the winds of a hurricane
You get sunken when I hit a and
rag a fag, makin him stagger like he
You can't stop treatin my
like a Blo Pop, chew up the slop like a
Makin you like a death threat, slow when I flow
let, Polo wet up the whole set
Yes the final, wish to sucker MC's
granted, with rhymes makin em stand planted
I start blowin blows, and my rhymes are a bolo
So hey, play it again