Luyện nghe bài hát Think About It

(think it) --> rakim

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

(think it)

[ 2 ]
about that, then think about this
If I tried to hit you, do you think that I would
Well, I'm fast, I only hit the center, and head
I'm special ed, funkadelic relic of the
If you like this, I got pages and pages
Some dumb bubbleyum chewin
be screwin
I the fly, I why
What's the for the treason, huh, you wanna die?
I'm high-post, higher most
Not from france, but I eat french
I'm international, I make the in all ways
Got in my pocket, cause man, it pays
To be smart, I my art into an empire
I grow and grow, so you know I never tire
Got the status and the clout, no
Of all time, I got the to take you out
Cause my rap is like a trap you fall into
I'm special ed, now who the are you?
You're unknown, don't own a microphone
You can't rap, you me wanna cap a stone
In eye, why do you persist to make noise
When ever since I was a kid I never did like
I get furious, leavin mc's
In a daze, my hits do
I recommend you to the phrase that pays
jest, you won't succeed
I make you bleed till you need a
is no illusion
I you're gettin blurried, don't worry, it's confusion
Of the mind, don't whine, you can't cry
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 better? I doubt it
And if you think you are, I you better think about it

(think it)

[ 3 ]
The lyrics are suffice, are my lyrics
Idolized by the public, by the critics
more than gold, longer than a giraffe
Take em to the pawn shop, get a 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 make it my job
To burn you as I turn you like a
Cause yo, the style that I is the style of a leader
If you' re really battle me, you're really gonna need a
Whole crew, not two, or four
You gonna need a whole posse, a or more
Cause I'm strong, rap long, yet the don't drag
a bag full of tricks or a trick in a bag
I'm uprising,
Not a nag, not
Cause I'm of fun, and I got a gun
To mc's fresher than me, but there are none
Cause looked everywhere
Under rock, in every chair
Mc's they try to when I get hot
I know that they hide, but I know not
You're but a sucker, chump you're scared
You to battle me, but you wasn't prepared
You slept, I crept up, shot your
And now runnin for your life like you're swimmin from jaws
But go, I know that you've your lesson
Go to church, confess, and
Tell the preacher you sin
You special ed when you couldn't win
Tried, you cried, you shouted, you
But I told ya - you should thought it

(think it)