Luyện nghe bài hát Wannabemceez

One two, one two
party people in the place to be
The has already started
And it's to ill

Let me introduce you to another of rapper MC
where glamor and glitter don't gently
I'm tired of the Chattanooga
like a German luger
Deep a tune for scuba diving who am I the hyper
Like I said, before my radar's bibbit, bibbit
The microphone I grip it, it, lyric, lyric I live it
Hear it my spirit is it should be

Don't me if you pussy
I spot 'em, it seems you to ride the dillz
I got em, KRS got in the place
I megahertz of bass bottom, chill
As I rock 'em and get ill, I build the perfect to kill
Verbal excitement will to your indictment
Whether or not you it, still, number one I hype it
album, rewrite it

How many MC's,
Never be MC's, they can't MC
How MC's, wannabemceez
Never be MC's, 'cause can't MC

syllables for minimal criminals
Lyrical riddles got hard flavors in the middle
Sit back and chittle as I stand and rebuild on skills
The admission of lyrics, calculated to weaken the spirit
be diverted by this lyric when you hear it
Ricochet any any day
Any which way and you'll the Day like Sade
The advanced oratorical I speak keep the heat at full peak

My with stamina, grabs a rapper like the fresh catch of the day
And the back of that DJ, I'm strappin' and attackin' a pack
And whatever happens after just happens, fact
Flamboyant and flashy is one point in time when not ashy
Focus on the formats and the cash G
G for guard your grill, I'm hard to
Odd but ill, a job to fill is to on skills
We built and killed and skill
While recriminate you like a child I will

Get ill, and switch to earn 'cause I prefer to slur but not
Blurring you're up trouble surely you don't need it
Be I'm undefeated dem not see it
Observe me then it

How MC's, wannabemceez
be MC's, 'cause they can't MC
How many MC's,
Never be MC's, 'cause they MC

Let's get to the point quickly, get with me
The voice New York City is too witty
I come a era of 'OJ cars', Latin Quarter
Fake Gucci and Fendi, you can't send me
Nowhere, that I been to
You can't tell me nuttin' that I been through
the teacher I gots to get you
'Cause they MC

But you really sayin'
You like a bitch-ass rapper when he's saying
"Yo you hit too hard" stop playing, switching and swaying
Day in and day out, styles are played out, see you way out
Before you're laid out, your bright lights start to out
The last thing you heard is "Who let the K out?" 'No great
Everything is black and white we took the out it's scarier
Either you're or losin', spinnin' the rules of conscience

But lyrically ain't no stoppin', I'm droppin' a lot in your noggin'
'Cause I know that you're starvin'
Carbon, your name, battle
Everybody wants to but you babble
Who knows ya, battlin' me, is the way that you can gain exposure
I for ya soldier, I hate to say it but I told ya so
You know that I the ancient flow KRS-One
Is the of a boulder yo, money folder yo
You want a style let me show you slow your blow
I'm not foe battling me? No, no, no, no, no, no, no

How MC's, wannabemceez
Never be MC's, they can't MC
How MC's, wannabemceez
Never be MC's, they can't MC

If a DJ think he man den he better for war
BDP crew get up in that ass a piece of toilet tissue
General Lion I chase all and I am on fiyah
Represent the crew, you know how we do
tess, dead, gun shot to dem head, gwan