Luyện nghe bài hát Sure Shot (European B-Boy Mix) (Remixed By The Prunes)

You can't, you won't and you stop
Mike D on and rock the sure shot
got the brand new doo-doo guaranteed
Yoo Hoo
I'm on Dr John, yea Mr Zu Zu
I'm a newlywed, not a
And everything I do is funky Lee Dorsey
Well, it's the of Pelham, one, two, three
If you want a doodoo then come see me
I've got the savior faire with the rhyme
And
I it on and on, it's never quitting time and
Strictly hand is the style I go
Never rock the mice the panty hose
I strap on my ear goggles and I'm to go
'couse at the boards is the man they call the
Pull up at the and you know I Kojak
To all the people that are on my bozak
got more action than my man John Woo
And got mad hits like I was rod crew

You can't, you and you don't stop
Ad Rock come and rock the sure

Hurricane will cross on your ass and
Bust ear drums
Listen 'couse I'm shifting gears I'm
like dougie when I set my specs and
On the I come correct
Timing like a clock I' rock the hip hop
Top notch is my stock on the box
I've got more rhymes than I've got grey
And that's a lot because I've got my
got a hole in my head and there's no one
To fix it
Got to straighten my thoughts, I'm too
Much shit
Everyone takes and takes, takes, takes,

I've got to back, I've got to contemplate
I'm Lee Perry, I'm very
On the microphone and then I'm gone
I'm like Vaughn Bode, I'm a cheech
Never quitting, so won't you

Oh yes indeed, it's fun
Cause you can't, you won't and you stop
Mca come and the sure shot

I want to say a little something that's

The disrespect to has got to be through
To all the mothers and and the
Wives and
I want to offer my love and to the
End
you say i«m twenty something and should
Be
But I'm harder than ever and you could
it macking
So I'm supposed to sit upon my couch my
T.V.
I'm still listening to wax, I'm not the cd
I'm kid in the corner
All fucked up and I to so I'm gonna
a piece of the pie, why not, I'm not quitting
Think I'm change up my style just to fit in
I keep my underwear up with a of elastic
I use a bullshit mic that's out of plastic
To send my rhymes out to all
Like ma bell, I've got the ill