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

You can't, you won't and you don't
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 like Lee
Well, it's the of Pelham, one, two, three
If you want a doodoo then come see me
I've got the savior faire the unique rhyme
And
I keep it on and on, it's never time and
Strictly hand held is the I go
rock the mice with the panty hose
I on my ear goggles and I'm ready to go
at the boards is the man they call the Mario
Pull up at the function and you know I
To all the party people that are on my
got more action than my man John Woo
And got mad hits like I was rod crew

You can't, you won't and you stop
Ad Rock and rock the sure shot

Hurricane cross fade on your ass and
Bust your ear
Listen everybody 'couse I'm gears I'm
like dougie when I set my specs and
On the microphone I come
Timing like a clock when I' the hip hop
Top notch is my on the soap box
I've got more rhymes than got grey hairs
And that's a lot I've got my share
I've got a hole in my head and no one
To fix it
Got to straighten my thoughts, I'm too
sick shit
Everyone takes and takes, takes, takes,

I've got to step back, got to contemplate
I'm like Lee Perry, I'm
On rock the microphone and I'm gone
I'm Vaughn Bode, I'm a cheech wizard
quitting, so won't you listen

Oh yes indeed, fun time
Cause you can't, you won't and you stop
Mca come and rock the sure

I want to say a something that's long

The disrespect to women has got to be
To all the mothers and and the
Wives and
I want to my love and respect to the
End
Well you say i«m twenty and should
Be
But I'm working harder ever and you could
Call it
So I'm to sit upon my couch watching my
T.V.
I'm still to wax, I'm not using the cd
I'm kid in the corner
All fucked up and I want to so I'm
Take a of the pie, why not, I'm not quitting
I'm gonna change up my style just to fit in
I keep my underwear up with a piece of
I use a mic that's made out of plastic
To my rhymes out to all nations
ma bell, I've got the ill communications