Luyện nghe bài hát Wannabemceez

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

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

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

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

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

My grammar with stamina, grabs a rapper the fresh catch of the day
And the back of that DJ, I'm strappin' and attackin' a pack
And whatever happens that just happens, fact
Flamboyant and flashy is one point in when you're 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 is to refill on skills
We built and killed style and
While poetically recriminate you a child I will

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

How MC's, wannabemceez
Never be MC's, 'cause can't MC
How MC's, wannabemceez
Never be MC's, 'cause 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 fake Fendi, you can't me
Nowhere, I ain't been to
You can't tell me nuttin' that I ain't through
Disrespect the I gots to get you
'Cause they MC

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

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

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

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