Luyện nghe bài hát Super Luv

Tamika

"Yo, what's up I'm Tamika Jones from 'Keep it Magazine, and I'm
about to enter the minds of two of the most rappers of
one of the most rap groups of all time, the Ultramagnetic
MC's. First, Kool Keith, why in songs do you always refer to the
words and rectum? And why do you always use the words doo-doo and
pee-pee?"

[Kool

"Because what the whole fucking rap industry is.
Besides, I have other words gorilla, parakeet, giraffe,and
also.....monkey"

Your crew got high blood pressure, you still bite on chops
As I strike in your area, shut down your shops
Your style is greasy, so what your hair is nappy
I wet your brain and tie penis to the two train
Drag you the tracks, spray paint like artifacts
With the rest of your crew, tied and with dog doo-doo
You know my bags are packed, lick my nut sacs
Emcees are still wack, on the new smell mildew
When you rhyme the mic steps from the and
You could be classic, your rappin skill's plastic
is your plan, strategy is stop your marketing
All that hard and look I'll get your ass kicked
Your steelo's undercover, corny on the brother
Pistol whupped like a bitch, get by your pimp
Keep that mop down, just your album sound
So save that shit for Saturday
is booty
You flop, no bound to make my head bop
Don't with me
Between your legs you sport a
Jones]

explain to me?"
"Holy anal catastrophe Kool Keith, fucking amazing! But I think
your fans will want to know how accomplish this. Can you
Keith]

With the A1 6600 detector
can't tap my shit, eavesdropping in the projects
Missiles dropped, your hard times stories flop
Hush town, staircase becomes a mental town
I'll throw grenades and blow your rectum out your fucking
Your elevator stopped, your sitting below
your peephole, wires reach bombs in your window
I thought so, your shit wasn't fucking pro
Go flush your toilet, crack the bowl, see the fucking
Iranian arab with muslim on my face
Three seconds flat fucking chest splatters in your palm
Skeleton bones, I stash bazookas in the place
Uptown with cheese traps for you fucking mouse
My from haiti, infrared's at my house
Federal tax bullshit I your real estate
Suck my with dual tube night vision goggles
Raw in to stop (?), your asshole's to a milk crate
Biological agents blew Texas
packed in trunks, alarms on your Lexus
Suck my dick for real, my 44 mag is
I'll catch you out there, your crew'll have grey

"Super luv, luv, baby, super luv, superman, superman luv, lois
lane, superman luv,