Luyện nghe bài hát Strictly Business

Try to answer to the or the MC rap God is no joke
On the lyric, its to be modest
I I was the man with the master plan
To make you wiggle and jiggle, like
think while I sink, into the brain structure
(don't sleep on the e) you see, might rupture
I don't take for me to blow your mind
Take a second to wreck it because dumb and blind
So just lounge, cause you're a MC
Go join the circus, in town

Total chaos, no mass
Rhymes so hypnotizing to cause an illusion
Like a magician, who pulls a out a hat, son
I pull all like a .44 magnum
MC freeze look and listen, and try to imagine
Its the speed of light, but everything's motion
Is frightening, the thought you alone
You now enter dimension, the twilight zone
You're terrified, you cant bear the thought
You and I one-on-one, in the land of the
You start to shiver, but you scream, my friend
Yo wake up muttley, because you're again
But next I'm on the scene, do not try to diss us
your mouth shut sucker duck, because I'm strictly business

This is the rap season, where the e starts
Girls the world no need to be skeezing
I roll I stroll, cool always pack a tool
Just in case, a acts a fool
Ive got the energy, to put the girls in the
Put it in shock when I rock, give it up I'm not
Make sure I don't bore I'm on the dance floor
(get busy, boy) like you never saw
Rhyme flow, good to go, after the show, Ill your hoe, boy
(Yo, you sniff blow? ), no!
I got my life ahead of me, no time to be sniffing
And my parents find out, then they riffing
So I stay, a-okay, I'm the e, the r-I-c-k

MC's look me in my face, then eyes get weak
Pulse rate descends, heart rate
Its beam me up, scotty, I control your body
I'm as deadly as aids when its time to a party
And all due respect, when I say mic
Let a sucker slide once, then I his neck
So when I say jump, you reply, how
Because I'm taking no prisoners, so don't play and die
Cause you're a soldier, and I'm a beret
I do not twice about the MC's I slay
So if you want to battle, I highly this
your dog, mom, and dad, because I'm strictly business

Yo yo, still picking on that four-leaf clover?
in the sandman, sucker, because its over
My is Erick Sermon and I'm back again
I see the heads still turning and my so-called
smile in my face, behind my back they talk trash
Mad and stuff, because they don't cash
the e-double, or the PMD
He drives a corvette, I drive a Suzuki
I'm a locksmith, with the key to
high on myself, always stay the same
Play a lot because I'm hot, a horse I trot
Around the and back, fatigued? no, I'm not

I'm the mellow, the fellow, the one who likes to say hello
To a fly that is good to go
the slow tempo, and the off-beat rhyme flow
Cause when I am in action, is no time for maxing
Or relaxing, subtracting and reacting
On a sucker MC who mouth keeps on and flapping
I lose my cool, then Ill start and smacking
You wanna roll? Albee start jacking and capping
No to lounge, I'm packing and strapping
At my point of attack I soar at you like an
I'm the sheriff, and is illegal
So time I'm in town, I highly recommend this
You to chill, because I'm strictly business