Luyện nghe bài hát Wannabemceez

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

Let me introduce you to another type of MC
where glamor and glitter matter gently
I'm tired of the Chattanooga
Classical like a German
Deep like a for scuba diving who am I the hyper
I said, before my radar's going bibbit, bibbit
The microphone I grip it, grip it, 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 in the place
I waste megahertz of bottom, chill
As I rock 'em and get ill, I build the spot to kill
Verbal excitement will lead to indictment
Whether or not you it, still, number one I hype it
album, rewrite it

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

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

My grammar with stamina, grabs a like the fresh catch of the day
And crack the 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 you're not ashy
Focus on the syllable and the cash G
G for your grill, I'm hard to kill
Odd but ill, a job to fill is to on skills
We and killed style and skill
While poetically you like a child I will

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

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

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

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

But there ain't no stoppin', I'm droppin' 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 you can gain exposure
I feel for ya soldier, I hate to say it but I ya so
You know that I know the ancient KRS-One
Is the holder of a boulder yo, money yo
You a fresh style let me show you slow your blow
I'm not foe battling me? No, no, no, no, no, no, no

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

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