Luyện nghe bài hát Wannabemceez

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

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

Don't push me if you
I spot 'em, it seems you want to ride the
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 spot to
Verbal excitement lead to your indictment
Whether or not you like it, still, number one I it
Your album, it

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

Triplet for minimal criminals
Lyrical riddles that got flavors in the middle
Sit and chittle as I stand and still rebuild on skills
The of serial lyrics, calculated to weaken the spirit
Will be diverted by this when you hear it
Ricochet any any day
Any way and you'll Cherish the Day like Sade
The oratorical techniques I speak keep the heat at full peak

My grammar with stamina, a rapper like the fresh catch of the day
And crack the of that DJ, I'm strappin' and attackin' a pack
And whatever happens that just happens, fact
Flamboyant and flashy is one point in time you're not ashy
on the syllable formats and the cash G
G for your grill, I'm hard to kill
Odd but ill, a job to fill is to refill on
We and killed style and skill
While poetically recriminate you like a child I

Get ill, and switch to earn 'cause I to slur but not blur
Blurring you're stirring up surely you don't need it
Be seated I'm dem not see it
me then beat it

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

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

But what you really
You sound like a rapper when he's saying
"Yo Kris you hit too hard" stop playing, and swaying
Day in and day out, styles are played out, see you way out
Before you're laid out, your bright lights to fade out
The last you heard is "Who let the K out?" 'No great area'
Everything is black and white we took the gray out scarier
you're winnin' or losin', spinnin' the rules of conscience

But there ain't no stoppin', I'm droppin' a lot in your noggin'
'Cause I know you're lyrically starvin'
Carbon, your name, battle
Everybody wants to but you babble
Who knows ya, battlin' me, is the only way that you can exposure
I for ya soldier, I hate to say it but I told ya so
You know that I know the ancient flow
Is the holder of a boulder yo, folder yo
You want a fresh style let me show you slow your
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
be MC's, 'cause they can't MC

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