Luyện nghe bài hát Wannabemceez

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

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

push me if you pussy
I 'em, it seems you want to ride the dillz
I got em, KRS got in the place
I waste megahertz of bass bottom,
As I 'em and get ill, I build the perfect spot to kill
Verbal excitement lead to your indictment
Whether or not you it, still, number one I hype it
Your album, it

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

Triplet for minimal criminals
Lyrical riddles got hard flavors in the middle
Sit back and chittle as I and still rebuild on skills
The of serial lyrics, calculated to weaken the spirit
Will be diverted by this lyric you hear it
Ricochet any any day
Any which way and Cherish the Day like Sade
The advanced oratorical techniques I keep the heat 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 in time when you're not ashy
Focus on the syllable and the cash G
G for guard grill, I'm hard to kill
Odd but ill, a job to fill is to on skills
We built and killed style and
While poetically you like a child I will

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

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

But what you sayin'
You sound like a bitch-ass rapper when saying
"Yo Kris you hit too hard" 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 to fade out
The last thing you heard is "Who let the K out?" 'No area'
Everything is black and white we took the out it's scarier
Either winnin' or losin', spinnin' the rules of conscience

But lyrically there no stoppin', I'm droppin' a lot in your noggin'
'Cause I know that you're starvin'
Carbon, name, battle battle
wants to battle but you babble
Who knows ya, battlin' me, is the only way you can gain exposure
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 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 MC's, wannabemceez
Never be MC's, 'cause they MC
How many MC's,
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 a piece of toilet tissue
General Lion I chase all and I am on fiyah
Represent the hardest crew, you how we do
Anything tess, dead, gun to dem head, gwan