Luyện nghe bài hát Think About It

(think about it) -->

[ 1 ]
Sometime I wanna rhyme, but then again I wait
For the approaching of a toy to introduce him to his
Death, I always try to out why
Sucker mc's wanna battle me when they they will die
In the end, so why pretend you're livin
I'ma rope you up a cowboy, stifle
Your throat my microphone cord, cause I'm the lord
Of the rhyme, some people say that they can never get
Cause I'm exciting, pleasurable
I'm only to show you what your records keep on missing, and
I'm only tryin to help our crew, and
I know I must forgive ya, cause you don't know you're doin
So sucker mc's, think twice
Would you the navy if you didn't like the gravy and rice?
Think it

(think it)

[ 2 ]
Think that, then think about this
If I to hit you, do you think that I would miss?
Well, I'm fast, I only hit the center, mass and
I'm special ed, funkadelic relic of the
If you like this, then I got and pages
Some bubbleyum bubblegum chewin
Chumps be
I the fly, I why
the reason for the treason, huh, you wanna die?
I'm high-post, higher than
Not from france, but I eat french
I'm international, I make the cash in all
Got dollars in my pocket, man, it pays
To be smart, I turn my art an empire
Cause I grow and grow, so you know I tire
Got the status and the clout, no
Of all time, I got the rhyme to you out
Cause my rap is like a trap that you into
I'm special ed, now who the are you?
unknown, don't even own a microphone
You can't rap, you make me wanna cap a
In your eye, why do you persist to make
ever since I was a kid I never did like toys
I get furious, mc's curious
In a daze, my hits do
I you listen to the phrase that pays
Don't jest, you won't
I make you bleed till you need a
is no illusion
I know you're blurried, don't worry, it's confusion
Of the mind, don't whine, you can't cry
It'll take your to decipher the clever
Rhymes that I say in the way I do
luv, my deejay, I guess it's on you
But is there anybody I doubt it
And if you think you are, I you better think about it

(think it)

[ 3 ]
The are suffice, suffice are my lyrics
Idolized by the public, praised by the
more than gold, longer than a giraffe
Take em to the pawn shop, get a and a half
And I'm the creator of the rhymes you
All of y'all with the gall I will in a daze
Try to me, and i'ma make it my job
To burn you as I turn you like a
Cause yo, the style I portrait is the style of a leader
If you' re really gonna battle me, you're really gonna a
Whole crew, not two, three or
You gonna need a posse, a mossie or more
I'm strong, rap long, yet the rhymes don't drag
Like a bag of tricks or a trick in a bag
I'm uprising,
Not a nag, not
I'm full of fun, and I got a gun
To kill mc's than me, but there are none
I've looked everywhere
Under every rock, in chair
they try to hide when I get hot
I know that they hide, but I know not
You're nothin but a sucker, chump you're
You tried to battle me, but you wasn't
You slept, I crept up, shot drawers
And now you're runnin for your like you're swimmin from jaws
But go, I know that learned your lesson
Go to church, confess, and
Tell the preacher you sin
You battled special ed when you win
Tried, you cried, you shouted, you
But I told ya - you should thought it

(think it)