Luyện nghe bài hát Second Round Knockout (Extended Version)

[Mike

Hey Mike Tyson here speakin with the man over here
Yo Canibus your main objective out here is to do but
eat eat eat eat MC's, for lunch,
Hey man they playin me all my life man
You know I won a title a a times did right
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 li'l

One - Canibus]

Yo I'ma let the know the truth!
You don't me to shine
You my rhyme, then you laced your vocals after mine
That's a bitch move, somethin that a homo would do
So you say that you platinum, you only droppin clues
I studied your background, read the book you wrote
Researched the footnotes, 'bout how you used to sniff
Frontin like a drug role model, you disgust me
I know bitches seen you smoke weed recently
You walk around showin off your body cause it
Plus to avoid the that you ain't got skills
Mad at me cause I kick that shit real feel
While 99% of your wear high heels
>From Ice-T to Kool Moe Dee to
Now you wanna fuck me? You must be crazy!
You drippin with wack juice, and you get it off
You better be to finish what you start, nigga!

- (Canibus in parentheses)
Hey hey hey hey, you hold it right 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 here 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 (Get the fuck off me man!)
We to see a fight

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

[Verse Two -
Yo, you give me the respect that I deserve or I'ma take it by force
Blast you with a 45 colt, you summersault
Shock you with a couple hundred volt thunderbolts
Before you wanted a war, now you wanna
It's about who strikes the not who strikes first
That's why I laugh when I hear wack ass verse
That shit was the worse, rhyme I ever in my life
Cause the greatest rapper of all time died on 9th
God bless his soul in peace kid
It's because of him now at least I know What is
not what I would call this, see this is something different
A faggot nigga trying to a living off of dissing
Somebody that got to know is better than him
but he's feelin himself, cause he got cheddar than him
Well let me tell you something, you might got more cash me
But you ain't got the skills to eat a nigga's ass me
And if you really to show off, we can get it on
in front of the cameras 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 audience to applaud [cheers]

Now watch me rip the tat from arm
Kick you in the groin, stick you for your Vanguard
In front of your mom your 1st, 2nd and 3rd
your wife get on the horn call Minister Farrakhan
So he could persuade me to it, I'd saw naw he started it
He forgot what a 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 land, you done did it man
You done some wack shittit
And probably thought that because it's been a I'd forget it?
that! 'Cause like Common and Cube I see The Bitch In You
and I'ma the world see it too, motherfucker!

[Verse Three -
I'll you on the net
battle you in the flesh
I'll battle you the phone, you can call me collect
I'll you for the respect
I'll battle you a blank check
I'll you with a gun to my neck
'Cause battling's my favorite that's probably why you despise me
We can battle in Hot 97's
Constantly battling, out in the
Or of The Beats, we can let Angie referee
Inside the jail y'all fenced look tense
Armed with shanks waiting for the commence
and gents,
pick up the phone and in the side with the highest
?pennant and decide the
versus the highest, I'll start a riot
You're a virus, you run around "Stop The Violence!"
I rip mics tighter than
You say you the of all time?
You're a liar, time's expired
You no longer what Hip Hop requires, so retire!!!