Luyện nghe bài hát Supa Sexy

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

Dino the specialist

Arms, yo
Meth-Tical, John John do your thing
What? it

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

[Method
Hmm, eye spy, my crooked eye
Full street soldiers, born to die
Put em up yeah yeah, when it's Hammertime
niggaz can't be touched here, the true and
Night vision unseen, like
when I hack men The Unforgiven, left in
in the Wu-Tang dungeon, now you succumbin
to my twelve part dirty dozens,
by tracks that be Tru Mastered, opposites
beef plus they ass backwards, stick
til I'm felt, ass whoopin, is bein dealt
Like hot beans-and-butter nigga, I got the
What the huh? Swing low, sweet chariot
I walk the Underground Railroad, Harriett
Just a slave to the - victims I'm like alien
About to put that shit up in em, I Can't
Without My Radio, a 100 Miles and
T2 Judgment comin, safe
when I reminisce about Case, hit the staircase
when the give chase, I give em finger
The only hip-hop singer, to America
to his Killer Bee stinger, nothin can save ya
from major misbehavior, heavy hands
layin corners in the elevator, guard your

I speculate, get my darts straight, don't
Dictate, do it with the Papermate, set the
set the bait, checkmate, fuckin with cha state
take, meditate, earthquake, VGL contemplate
Big boys integrate; catch you at the sess
tank, high rank, got the bank
Got the shank talk the talk walk the from New York
to Up to downstate to L.A., to all day
To cliches to instant replays, to all the
To BJ's in the PJ's, equality
With like legs I plant eggs, Pele roundhead
The dog bred, snakes runnin from red, dead
Raekwon is on, your uniform, we perform
shit like gangs in Now Born, for new Don
Fuck a Yukon, you warned, we the realest
We never were conned, duffed out and knowledge

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