Luyện nghe bài hát Ragtime

Hit her, I let's hit this
That's not
Do it God, ya bwoy let's do it now
pull it bwoy

Ai yo, this out
Brand Nubian ready to swing this ep'
We got the Grand Puba, we got Derek X on the
We got, Lord Jamar, we got Alamo the A, Ron Stud
And my man Ep Rock X, kick the flavor for me on one
'Cause we ready to be out of here in a sec

Wild, New raw as my voicebox soars
I'll your pores 'cause it's one of my chores
Kickin' beats to boggle rhythms, cuttin' rhymes to a
People often and ask, is I'm the best?

Surely you jest, I'm not down with the
In fact they failed the
It's my vernacular that's spectacular
My bite is in your neck the effect of Dracula

Man on a mission, go to school with low
even keep account, of the G's I be kissin'
But oh, I beg pardon, the race, is startin'
The is there and I'm the hardest of the hard

And it's a feet for you to meet me on any day
The adjective, "Amazing", with an 'A'
And a 'G' on the end, by my pen
Set forth on a journey for the perfect

Rhymin' was a fad in the of my dad
Now MC's is makin' G's and for bad
The X in my name it all official
Am I the king? Well that's the so called

off the tongue was the fresh one liner
And CB talker was the zero one
a slight drop from the tip of the top
Now I'm out for mines and I'm to clock

What's mine on the line on a rhyme I dine
ate the pig can't deal with the swine
Keep on, yes my word is
that knowledge like Farrakhan 'cause it's ragtime

Ah, it's ragged, let's do it
Aight now we got J
J, yo c'mon now
Kick the to this
Drop it this
(I'ma it like this)

I to drop bass, 'cause when it hits, I bounce 'em
I do this with my seven and my one ounces of brain
I contain, to manifest thought
The record is bought so I figure I ought to
(Might as well)

As minds in turn
I speak the facts black, I don't
I just get to the bare
that I talk, of my credentials, 'cause yo

I never slept, my mind was in the right
Now let's our steps and retrace back to a time
black was defined as original, God like
Supreme divine, refined is my mind that's why I'm

There was a void in New York but now it's in
By the Lord J, don't the A-M-A to the R
Now say I'm a
(You a Star, J)
Well, you can be one too
Now all you got to do

You got to know, knowledge of the foundation
Know wisdom's the way to let it
Understanding is the
And cultural freedom, the final 'cause it's ragtime

That's definitely
Now let me mine, let me brag mine
Hit in the 90's
Hey yo, it
(Here I go, here I go, I go)

As I, stand as a pharoah and beat up on
Trick ends on my friends, 'cause Puba's not a
Last longer than a Duracell or a
I got a little but a whole lot wiser

When it comes to shootin' [Incomprehensible] I'm a damn good
MC Puba should be worshiped like a Buddha
I boogies to the rhythm, kicks all the
Damn, I busy, though makin' rhyme I gets bizm

help another meaning sister or a brother
Just a tip I picked up, from my mother
Smooth as Ali once I week, I see the barber
So honey pucker up 'cause I'm a damn slobber

Mr. Exquisite, in silk, Bally's made of lizard
So honey, is it?
(What is it?)
I rock a rhyme at a wedding, next tour I'm heading
You beat like this? Check the stack of Otis Redding

I'm hurtin' a blister, confusin' like Twister
Not a only child, four brothers and one
Not a never snackin' on a Twinkie
When it to flexin' I can bend like a Slinkie

So here comes the champ, to a tramp
When brothers try to play me, that's when the gets amped
So smile, here comes the picture,
A humble brother so don't play me as a vic'

I can relate to the times, the Cosby's on the sometimes
Go [Incomprehensible] on a Sunday it's back at work on Monday
my gear to the cleaners, buy pants or a Beamer
Then I'm out, crackheads, I can do without
(Definitely, why not Why? Why Why?)
'Cause it's