Luyện nghe bài hát Second Round Knockout

[mike

Hey mike here speakin with the canibus man over here
Yo canibus main objective out here is to do nuttin but
Eat eat eat eat mc's, for lunch,
Hey man been playin me all my life man
You I won a title a couple a times did right
No but they can't us man
We do it, get up in this ring man, put on these gloves
Let me show you how to this li'l nigga

[verse one -

Yo let the world know the truth!
You want me to shine
You studied my rhyme, then you laced your after mine
That's a move, somethin that a homo rapper would do
So when you say that you platinum, you 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 that seen you smoke recently
You around showin off your body cause it sells
Plus to avoid the fact that you ain't got
Mad at me cause I kick that real niggas feel
While 99% of your wear high heels
>from ice-t to kool moe dee to
Now you wanna fuck with me? you 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 it right there
(yo, get off me man)
We got an low blow on the fighter in the blue trunks
(yo, yo get the off me man)
If I see one of those, you're outta here brotha
(yo get out my way man, yo he started shit)
You (fuck you!)
You'll be disqualified (I'll bite nigga again!)
Stop bein a bitch (get the off me man!)
We to see a fight

tyson]
Yo canibus man you gotta hit harder that man
You don't want no bitch ass niggaz out wit me man
We're man, when we go into battle
We come out, or come out at all!

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

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

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