Luyện nghe bài hát Supa Sexy

[repeating in background:] "rock, the body body - rock the body"

Dino the dart

Arms, yo
Meth-Tical, John do your thing thing
Check it

The all eye seein, divine
The truth brings out, the temper in my
A Hill again, feelin symptoms that bit me
I for you victims, with everything up in me (uh-huh)
A head ringa, stuffed in of frenzy
Back the fuck up, I'm stimmi off the Remi
A semi bloodshot eye, donkey dick of
cut, I split and try and felt the guts (what?)
Nigga what, earthquakin speech, hissin
The razor faced victims, WHEW, that's kissed em
Appropriate precaution, surroundin, it curtains
I'm dumbfounded, I'm poundin, the
for enslavement, I'm cravin, a misbehavin savior
America the grave for gun (what?)
The wave runners, what the blood seed
Make you wonder, about the thunder underneath the (hmm)
The sapphire rhymes slap out your minds
with timin, bite with vampire rhymes

[Method
Hmm, eye spy, my crooked eye
metal street soldiers, born to die
Put em up fuck yeah, when it's Hammertime
niggaz can't be touched here, the true and
vision unseen, like Jean
when I hack men The Unforgiven, in prison
in the Wu-Tang dirty dungeon, now you
to my twelve dirty dozens, flabbergasted
by that be Tru Mastered, opposites attract
beef plus ass backwards, stick yourself
til I'm felt, ass whoopin, is bein dealt
hot beans-and-butter nigga, I got the belt
What the deal Swing low, sweet chariot
I walk the Railroad, with Harriett
a slave to the rhythm - victims I'm like alien
About to put that up in em, I Can't Live
Without My Radio, a 100 and Runnin
T2 Judgment comin, nobody's
when I about Case, still hit the staircase
when the coppers give chase, I give em
The hip-hop singer, to tell America
to kiss his Bee stinger, nothin can save ya
from this misbehavior, heavy hands
corners in the elevator, guard your grill

I speculate, get my darts straight, exaggerate
Dictate, do it with the Papermate, set the
set the bait, checkmate, fuckin with cha mental
Double take, meditate, earthquake, VGL
Big boys integrate; catch you at the sess
Army tank, rank, got the bank
Got the talk the talk walk the walk from New York
to Up North to to L.A., to all day
To cliches to instant replays, to all the
To BJ's in the PJ's, days
With money legs I plant eggs, Pele roundhead
The dog bred, snakes from red, catch dead
Raekwon is on, take your uniform, we
like gangs in Now Born, check for new Don
Fuck a Yukon, you been warned, we the
We never were conned, duffed out and born

[repeat til fade:] ("Rock, the body - rock the body body")