Luyện nghe bài hát Think About It

(think about it) -->

[ 1 ]
Sometime I wanna rhyme, but then again I must
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 know they die
In the end, so why pretend you're livin
I'ma rope you up a cowboy, stifle
Your with my microphone cord, cause I'm the lord
Of the rhyme, some say that they can never get bored
Cause I'm exciting, listening
I'm tryin to show you what your records keep on missing, and
I'm only to help our your crew, and
I know I must forgive ya, cause you don't know what you're
So mc's, please think twice
Would you join the navy if you didn't like the and rice?
about it

(think it)

[ 2 ]
Think about that, then think about
If I tried to hit you, do you think I would miss?
Well, I'm fast, I hit the center, mass and head
I'm special ed, funkadelic relic of the
If you like this, then I got pages and
Some bubbleyum bubblegum chewin
Chumps be
I the fly, I why
What's the 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 in all ways
Got dollars in my pocket, man, it pays
To be smart, I turn my art into an
I grow and grow, so you know I never tire
Got the and the clout, no doubt
Of all time, I got the to take you out
Cause my rap is like a trap you fall into
I'm ed, now who the hell are you?
unknown, don't even own a microphone
You can't rap, you make me cap a stone
In your eye, why do you persist to noise
When ever since I was a kid I never did like
I get furious, mc's curious
In a daze, my hits do
I recommend you listen to the phrase that
jest, you won't succeed
I make you bleed you need a transfusion
This is no
I know you're blurried, don't worry, it's confusion
Of the mind, don't whine, you cry forever
It'll take your life to the clever
that I say in the way that I do
Akshun luv, my deejay, I guess on you
But is there anybody I doubt it
And if you think you are, I think you better think it

(think it)

[ 3 ]
The lyrics are suffice, are my lyrics
Idolized by the public, praised by the
Worth more than gold, than a giraffe
Take em to the shop, get a yard and a half
And I'm the of the rhymes you praise
All of with the gall I will leave in a daze
Try to battle me, and i'ma it my job
To burn you as I turn you a shishkebab
Cause yo, the that I portrait is the style of a leader
If you' re really battle me, you're really gonna need a
crew, not two, three or four
You gonna need a whole posse, a mossie or
I'm strong, rap long, yet the rhymes don't drag
Like a bag full of tricks or a in a bag
I'm uprising,
Not a nag, not
Cause I'm of fun, and I got a gun
To kill mc's fresher than me, but there are
Cause looked everywhere
Under every rock, in every
Mc's they try to hide I get hot
I know that hide, but where I know not
nothin but a sucker, chump you're scared
You tried to battle me, but you prepared
You slept, I up, shot your drawers
And now you're runnin for your life like you're from jaws
But go, I know that learned your lesson
Go to church, confess, and
the preacher you committed sin
You battled ed when you couldn't win
Tried, you cried, you shouted, you
But I told ya - you thought about it

(think it)