Luyện nghe bài hát When to Stand Up

Artist: dj jazzy jeff f/ and parl yams
(scratched) (3x):
"no...you hear me! you go to hell" -> mr.

Yo
At birth I was born with the biggest middle on earth
The first time I went to stick it up the shit
Moms wouldn't it, the bitch still hates me
One day she said, "go leaves," I said, "make me!"
I'm to announce I was probably the first kid
Who was kicked out of his house for fart sounds with his mouth
Arguing with me and mom was
She called law enforcement when I the lawn mower
The gave me a truck when I turned sixteen
I to start it and it screamed, "please fix me!"
Back then, when will smith was still the prince
And him and jeff were best friends, I guess then
I decided to cut class to rap time
And get the fuck the fake school and rhyme
who thinks this fuckin attitude is a gimmick
Come and see me, see if I don't live up to image
You fuckin'

(scratched) (4x):
"no...you me! you go to hell!"

yams]
Yo, rappers have never learned
That's why I'm fuckin wit
Run around telling niggas they can fuck wit
I bring it to your school, smoke the prom
Put your brother in an air lock, choke mom
Cause any horror like a off loss in game seven
Walk around ripping on niggas than james evans
My left hand's it moves freestyle ultra
my dick like kool keith
Fuck you stole from me, and rules the streets
I don't wanna have to fuck you up, so cool
yams be the chosen thug
What I spit be cold juice a fruitful hug
Run the streets while you're at home
My temper life bushwick bill fucker leave me the fuck
I've been jealous niggas was windmillin'
These cats started to rhyme, my pen's spillin'
And moms told me to act, I've been wheelin'
So boy just slow your deck, been stealin'
I wet cause it's me and em
I guess I just give a fuck like eminem
take busts with the slugs
Come in your window like (? ? ? ) and your club
Put the heat up I teach them what to suck
And my young lords, when to up and light the dutch

(scratched) (4x):
"no...you me! you go to hell!"

I ended my last show a horse swingin' a lasso
Drunk with the asshole out of an old bathrobe
I don't give a fuck, you better understand that
Two I give a fuck if I sound whack
Billboard, drugs is what I for
I'm gilmore, you slip me anything in pill form
I'm in to mingle but I plan to stay
Play bingo and drink, get old and watch my wrinkle
Sike, I'm 24 thursday; six birthdays
And I'm blowin my brains out when I'm
As long as my beats i'ma keep tryin to see
How speed I can eat before I fall the fuck asleep
So "i'm the rapper, the dj"
I'm the one got the six year old nephew screamin "f/u/c/k"
So jeff, give me a (scratched: "no!")
Y'all can kiss my ass your lips stick to my pants

(scratched) (5x):
"no...you me! you go to hell!"