Luyện nghe bài hát Worldwide

Who keeps it methods and orthodox, who the props
styles are shit, who's gonna rock?
On to the break of dawn, you battle, pay the price
precise, smooth and plus nice

With a that's like a mailman or letter carrier
Rob-O the ghetto area
Funk through your neighborhood, state, town, or borough
Stay down, I think I'm quite thorough

Not your average
in a sec I write some shit to blast your wack ass to Mecca
See Rob's the Mecca to grab the microphone and yes y'all it
To these dreads and stress these bald heads

The INI's in the
Pete Rock, Grap Luva, Mark, and Polo rising and you don't
We let the funk slide and let God be our
Flowing from the Vernon

Worldwide,
Worldwide,

It's the funk god, you worldwide, so bust it
Flowing over 'cause it's a must, kid
I proceed to fix the hardcore in the mix
Check one two with the that fits

I make the that soar, I put the wreck in the raw
'94 in your local store
It's Pete Rock and CL, the main
Now leave your wack home, 'cause you won't be needing it

I grab the mic and get for real
You hear me on the wax, kid, you see me on the
Can you feel the funk as I
Then God it, hold the mic, see I select it

To keep it crazy
But still underground, the four pound 'cause it's wild
In this you'll find it hard to hide
Soul and I'm going worldwide

Worldwide,
Worldwide,
Worldwide,
Worldwide,

Now who's the greatest? Few debate this, you're still
Well, the thought, there's none bigger in
This act son, Mecca is all I
You're wack, son, yeah talent's a fraction

While I'm nice, as Christ, there's two
So envision a messiah on a mission, the
I'll stop wishing point blank 'cause you lost it
joint sank, your soft style's exhausted

And now mandatory, you stand before me amazed and awed
praise, you're the God
Rob born, most Mecca supreme
A fly MC the self-esteem

You it wholesome and still I relax a bit
I play this out, now get out 'cause my wig out has to hit
I'm encouraging head bops while you're scurrying to get props
I'm

Yo, check out the rhyme buster, pullin' niggas the wringer
I'm not a singer, as I conduct one finger
the orchestrate, the mutilator, master funktator
I've got mad flow from here to

'Cause I'll amaze ya with the skills that I
Knock out the with all the rest
So I suggest if in the way step aside
'Cause Pete Rock is coming