Luyện nghe bài hát STFU, Pt. 2

All I do is rap and
I know today's math, don't keep track of time
Universal beat down, down your universe
Sean P AKA you the

The best rapper, the rapper
The sket clapper, the purse
The snapper, the Earth slapper
your man Sean
The opposite of a fucking Duran Duran
nigga soft with the wack shit
My raps slap the Earth off of axis
You dealing with a motherfucking boss, you
die when I'm raising my voice a ratchet
Motherfucker, do you
Form a fan, it, smacked posted on YouTube
P, I the gat at your ride
Sean the greatest rapper alive
the fuck up

The first uno, second verse dos
verse is bueno, the next one is boss
Back when Milk was
My man smoked a bag of and killed his children

No around, no Wilt the stilting

Niggas that's off balance killed for tilting
I bang burners at bitches that's for building
Cover your Ralph Tresvant, your feelings

Too hot, off the hot sweater
Expose a lot of chedder, get popped with a hot
African Mandela
Idi Amin when the ya mean
the pound
Then I start my arms and fucking around
stop playing with Sean, listen
I prison imam bars
put you in a ER, pa

Shut the up