Luyện nghe bài hát When I Burn

[Ced
Aiyyo Keith
Man I this beat up just for you in the Ultra lab man
So yo I want you to dog it, man

Keith]

[Ced
Aight man, so ease back, kick the lyrics man

[Kool
up

[Ced
Go for yours, do it man, right now

[Kool
Aight..
Yo I'm on, with the style
When you wait and rate my
expansion, dimension lyric extension
Rise above, amazing
your brain, changin ways, sore for days
out
Many channels, triggerin out
I'm sendin, brains are
Like metal, crust to rust
and low stacks, pick up the was you ask
how you do it, show me it
I never it, could be done, no way my son
I'm the one, smackin em up, stackin em up
Boxin you
em up, cause I burn

[Ced
Aiyyo Keith man, that was of dope man
But you what man?
I want you to increase your metaphor, you uh
it better for, somethin like that man, aight?

[Kool
Yeah I know you mean, like this right?

[Ced
man

[Kool
watch..
Droppin the word to make you
you're and illin out on, vocab
the ?, then switch it
Changin easily, steadily
Slow it down, ride the beat, throw em
and sweepin em
MC's, all on the floor
Stand back in fact wack to prove to me
that you're ready to be and willin to see, flow
Match and go, deep in your so
step back, and wait you try
to in, another line
Designed to ya
You gotta watch I bet ya, perpetrate
Procrastinate, rhymes are fake, and yo
and let's take your style, use it mine
mix it mine, bring it with mine
and pefect, and let the elect it
Buyin selected, ducks are
One at a time, a stack
Puttin em back, sittin em back, in
To California, I'm on ya
I'm like a psycho, I'm on ya
a day, I'm comin your way, to enter your brain
and let a remain, as a syllable
Stuck deep
The I go on I'll pluck inside
skull, and damage your ears
Cause I burn, you that Ced

[Ced
Word up man, you man, yo yo man
You really did burn that up man, but you know uhh
my man TR Love is in the and uhh
Moe Luv's in the
Two, they in the house
Uhh, who else in the
My man C, he got the bass pumpin, uhh
Who Brother Kevvy Kev, uhh

[Kool
Everybody the Bronx (yeah)
Brooklyn, Fort Greene, Posse

Gee]
Yeah man
London, St. Louis, ahh, we out of man