Luyện nghe bài hát Who Rotten 'Em

One of the greatest rapper, walk, I'm
In the field makin' my brick without
Mad busy kid, ah whip cut
You, boy drop bundle bring your butt in

A soldier, what I do to that
Are you slave everybody tellin' me rap good?
down, not goin' ta murder ya
Clean yourself, pharaoh said he wanna have a with ya

My mom, pop, concerned
takin' a shower, dress and returned
The soldier, kinda on the end
Brought me and the palace was barking

In the midst, a poet,
Pharaoh and his being entertained by him
Motherfucker got nerve
Said, "Bring forward, let me observe"

He asked me my name and badger me
"Ricky, what?", 'Ricky, majesty"
And because I had to
a rap that shit better sound fat too

Who 'em
Plaits swing but you forgotten 'em
Biggest big shouts King Tut and 'em
(Who 'em)
Kids ville, motherfucker couldn't sit
All is open off Rick's grill
(Who 'em)

exhort, any stalkin'
Hawk gawkin' at silk fabrics when I'm
(Who 'em)
with right, yet, spec get delighted
All a jungle shit, whites rap

"He's fat", queen said to the pharaoh
And did obvious the rap delighted him
Then banging on appliance
(Yes honor?)
"Send this other to the lions"
(Please, no)

Pleasing with merit, if you him for my sake
My will do the spirit please let him live, I prefer that
Okay, well, send him where slave used to work at
Do or die jammin' me

Even was to move the family in too
Any beat rap good on
Even gave me mad outfits to put on
Knowing that my rap style bumped

And some important company
The visits where I was put to write
Slave, you're behind, better rap real tonight

In words, lay your mack down
these cats not the one to sound wack round
So that night, when they be them clapping
Took a deep and then began rapping

Who 'em
a find out what excite, what I write,
What with
Lion never tried to bite Rick
Excuses, assumed to meek, refuse to
A smoother geek, just ya feet

Shocked all and stoppin'
Even owner wanted me to whip a man, fucker
any prison, kickin' back, sick of crap
And sista when a nigger rap

Well, it was the raps unpluggin'
Dignitaries spat out they mouth, buggin'
This they never that type a tactic
Gold all over their fat steps

One dignitary what man said
"I'll give you half the border if you sell him"
Back at the rest to nap a bit
Mom! Pop! They with the rapper did

"Son", my mom said up
"That lunatic kill you if you don't keep it up"
What's with you, "Son, I'm not scornin' you
Leave your best for a rainy day, I'm you"

my ego apart
So I set upon a mission to the king heart
'Sire, don't pay off
A lot done you give a nigger one day off'

He took my advice, stead a again
Sir noticed that my input was accurate
That meant ta stripe, kids
Even he died, I still write raps like this

Who 'em
All teacher and scholar try me, believe me
I am all that you need be
And superior juice to abuse, I
Use words racist owner used to

known crook, red bone hook too
Got his own land, which you're look to
Not only ass wipes, side kick
Shocker and them even try to dress like Rick