Luyện nghe bài hát Think About It

(think it) --> rakim

[ 1 ]
Sometime I wanna rhyme, but then again I wait
For the of a toy to introduce 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 like a cowboy,
Your throat with my microphone cord, I'm the lord
Of the rhyme, people 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 only tryin to 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 gravy and
Think it

(think it)

[ 2 ]
Think about that, then about this
If I tried to hit you, do you think that I would
Well, I'm fast, I hit the center, mass and head
I'm special ed, funkadelic relic of the
If you like this, I got pages and pages
Some dumb bubbleyum bubblegum
be screwin
I the fly, I why
What's the reason for the treason, huh, you die?
I'm high-post, higher than
Not from france, but I eat french
I'm international, I the cash in all ways
Got dollars in my pocket, cause man, it
To be smart, I turn my art an empire
Cause I grow and grow, so you I never tire
Got the status and the clout, no
Of all time, I got the to take you out
Cause my rap is a trap that you fall into
I'm special ed, now who the hell are
You're unknown, don't own a microphone
You rap, you make me wanna cap a stone
In eye, why do you persist to make noise
When ever since I was a kid I never did toys
I get furious, leavin curious
In a daze, my do faze
I recommend you listen to the phrase pays
Don't jest, you won't
I make you bleed you need a transfusion
is no illusion
I know you're gettin blurried, worry, it's confusion
Of the mind, whine, you can't cry forever
It'll your life to decipher 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, suffice are my
by the public, praised by the critics
Worth more than gold, longer a giraffe
Take em to the pawn shop, get a and a half
And I'm the of the rhymes you praise
All of y'all with the gall I will leave in a
Try to me, and i'ma make it my job
To you as I turn you like a shishkebab
Cause yo, the that I portrait is the style of a leader
If you' re really gonna battle me, really gonna need a
Whole crew, not two, 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
I'm full of fun, and I got a gun
To kill mc's fresher me, but there are none
Cause looked everywhere
Under every rock, in chair
Mc's they try to when I get hot
I know they hide, but where I know not
nothin but a sucker, chump you're scared
You tried to me, but you wasn't prepared
You slept, I crept up, shot drawers
And now you're runnin for your life like you're swimmin from
But go, I know that learned your lesson
Go to church, confess, and
Tell the preacher you sin
You battled special ed you couldn't win
Tried, you cried, you shouted, you
But I ya - you should thought about it

(think it)