Luyện nghe bài hát Third Stone From The Sun

Here the pecker
Wood mic
Sweet like
MC
Come again, keep the I'm bustin'
You think I'm acid ???only super cold does it???
Feel the rushin' through your blood and
And any man that defies, will be swellin'
So whatcha smellin', kid, I'll your melon
Then I spit out the seed, you got dirty
You're done, dirt cheap, I'm on the greek don't
Melee the circus, but bullets run deep
And is cheap, kid, it's time to make moves
It's time to make gains with my brains
The remains, the same as it ever was
And you can say my fallin' but it never does
I'm white chocolate, apocalypse
like Prince be sensual
My sub-galactic tactic
Got ya vests like prophylactics
My verbal waters rock your sons and
And I'll tell more lies than priests and
And all the allies put in a cipher
My my cell, no parole on my life

Doin' time on the third from the sun
got me on the run, kid, hold my gun
I'm dealin' with the pressures, son, life fun
Doin' time on the stone from the sun

I'll be down and dirty by 2030
off my forty, out deep in your shorty
Lordy, glory,
a big Samoan my sig's gonna boo ya
Do-a-ditty, oh what a
I'm blowin' up the spot like City
We might terrorism and plagerism
And blood shot vision 'cause I smoke 'ism
If you got sob stories, kid, don't tell me 'em
'Cause them tin boots you I'm a lift you outta 'em
With two shots to bid, I ain't playin' kid
I the games that you runnin' and all the things you did
And you'll say cow' if my gun go blaow
Click-bang, me do my thang
My element's in order, my attribute's
And all you MC's are smellin' just like the Colonel
You're all fried chicken with your back side
I'll play you like a snitch with the ice pick
Out your eye socket and if I wanna it
I play and pull it out my pocket
I it out my pocket, I pull it out my pocket
Yeah, I play remelzee and pull it out my