Luyện nghe bài hát Second Round Knockout

[mike

Hey mike tyson here speakin with the canibus man here
Yo canibus your objective out here is to do nuttin but
Eat eat eat eat mc's, for lunch,
Hey man they been me all my life man
You know I won a title a couple a times did
No but they hurt us man
We gonna do it, get up in this ring man, put on gloves
Let me show you how to handle this nigga

[verse one -

Yo i'ma let the world the truth!
You want me to shine
You studied my rhyme, then you your vocals after mine
That's a bitch move, that a homo rapper would do
So when you say you platinum, you only droppin clues
I studied your background, read the book that you
Researched the footnotes, how you used to sniff coke
Frontin a drug free role model, you disgust me
I know bitches seen you smoke weed recently
You walk around showin off body cause it sells
to avoid the fact that you ain't got skills
Mad at me I kick that shit real niggas feel
While 99% of your fans wear high
>from to kool moe dee to jay-z
Now you wanna with me? you must be crazy!
You drippin with juice, and you can't get it off
You better be prepared to finish you start, nigga!

- (canibus in parentheses)
Hey hey hey hey, you just hold it there
(yo, get off me man)
We got an illegal low on the fighter in the blue trunks
(yo, yo get the off me man)
If I see one more of those, you're outta brotha
(yo get out my way man, yo he started shit)
You (fuck you!)
You'll be (I'll bite that nigga again!)
Stop bein a bitch (get the off me man!)
We came to see a

[mike
Yo man you gotta hit harder than that man
You want no bitch ass niggaz hangin out wit me man
We're warriors man, when we go battle
We come out, or don't out at all!

two - canibus]
Yo, you better give me the respect that I deserve or i'ma it by force
Blast you with a 45 colt, you summersault
Shock you with a hundred thousand volt thunderbolts
you wanted a war, now you wanna talk
It's about who strikes the not who strikes first
That's why I laugh I hear that wack ass verse
That shit was the worse, rhyme I ever heard in my
Cause the rapper of all time died on march 9th
God bless his soul rest in kid
It's because of him now at least I know beef is
It's not what I would call this, see this is different
A faggot nigga trying to a living off of dissing
Somebody that he's got to know is better him
But he's feelin himself, cause he got more than him
Well let me tell you something, you might got more than me
But you ain't got the skills to eat a ass like me
And if you really want to off, we can get it on
Live in front of the on your own sitcom
I'll let you kick a verse, fuck it, I'll let you em all
I'd even wait for the studio to applaud [cheers]

Now me rip the tat from your arm
Kick you in the groin, stick you for your vanguard
In front of your mom your 1st, 2nd and 3rd
Make wife get on the horn call minister farrakhan
So he could persuade me to squash it, I'd saw naw he it
He what a hardcore artist is
A artist is a dangerous man, such as myself
Trained to run 20 in soft sand
On or off land, programmed to kick hundreds of off hand
a lost and forgotten land, you done did it man
You done spitted some wack
And probably that because it's been a minute I'd forget it?
Fuck that! 'cause like common and I see the bitch in you
And i'ma make the see it too, motherfucker!

[verse three -
battle you on the net
I'll battle you in the
I'll battle you the phone, you can call me collect
I'll battle you for the
I'll battle you over a blank
I'll battle you a gun to my neck
battling's my favorite hobby that's probably why you despise me
We can battle in hot 97's
battling, out in the streets
Or battle of the beats, we can let referee
Inside the jail y'all fenced prisoners tense
Armed with shanks waiting for the commence
and gents,
Pick up the and call in the side with the highest
? and decide the wench?
Lowest versus the highest, I'll a riot
You're a virus, you run screaming "stop the violence!"
I rip tighter than pliers
You say you the of all time?
You're a liar, your expired
You no longer what hip hop requires, so retire!!!