Luyện nghe bài hát Wannabemceez

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

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

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

How MC's, wannabemceez
Never be MC's, 'cause they MC
How many MC's,
Never be MC's, 'cause they MC

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

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

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

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

Let's get back to the quickly, get with me
The voice from New 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 ain't through
the teacher I gots to get you
'Cause can't MC

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

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

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