Luyện nghe bài hát Yo Black

Bobbito's in the
I gotta say one thing, y'all been playin' the real shit
Y'know, all this radio shit, this flower you be hearin
All this and this, TLC condoms on your eyes and all that shit
I'm not with

you listenin' to the sounds, of the one, Rhythm X, the man
I'ma you how to get wreck
The way, not the wrong way
Watch me I do this, pay attention

it out
Shut up Step That picky-packy-wacky rap
Your old flow is over and your style is over with
In fact, big head, yo take it as a diss

I walk in your show like David Berkowitz
Make you think you swimmin' like that Mark Spitz
How can you put up a fox, against an
I chew your one by one, like a Now or Later

I make a heavy man light, turn a black kid
Bust a rhyme in they rectum, squeeze it
I wreck shop like the Ricky Wrecka
Crush-a, stomp-a, nother,

I MC's go, "Hey hoe, hey hoe"
at me now, whassup? Hey Joe
You say you bad but good, but as oakwood
Perpetratin' wild you're comin' from no hood

I wipe style like doo doo, when I beat ya
Treat ya an old Bible rhyme in school, teach ya
Like my son, did mother tell you?
Pee pee's on the rise, why the X gotta you?

You know me, I you, you droppin' lyrics
On the record that's spinnin' that like doo doo, yo get back
I rock styles on top, Funky child
I kick a rhyme so swift, and make your girl
You better go off and think, I'm your father

Yo black, go back, step back, you're
Yo black, go back, step back, wack
Yo black, go back, step back, wack
Yo black, go back, step back, wack
Yo black, go back, step back, you're

Check it one two, you wanna step to
Crazy patient from the Bronx, comin' at you
I get and deep, funky freaky flex
Bust my style, get wild, like Rhythm X

People they wack, in fact, I'm comin' back black
stupid styles on you clowns with the maps out
You say you good with the mic, man I why
You think I'm sleepin'? But y'all was gone

on my D-head, quick to stick in New York
Everywhere I go hoe, never I walk
You think you fly and don't try, yo the penis B
I a rhyme to Mars, and go to Venus see

Take you on a and make you bug out, seek out
Monday Tuesday Wednesday Thursday whole week out
Check it, watch it, back up, down
The same way you up, I make a rapper go down

I you quit rap, and try to get with Bobby Brown
Slide and glide, Boogie Down James Brown
Never will I say I, me when I do that
When I grab the mic and rock, them say, "Who dat?"

I my tongue is long just like a lizard
Can you the mic respect the funk wizard
I know you breakin' your neck, to hear the X
Back to burn, yo Sam, yo the X rough
I look at millions of and tell em get back

Yo black, go back, back, you're wack
Yo black, go back, step back, you're
Yo black, go back, back, you're wack
Yo black, go back, back, you're wack

rhyme, see who rock and move and spread the rumors
You rappers been played like Puma's, yo bust it
I kick a style so rugged, they're makin' wet
they panties and bras, and make a dollar bet

Never I stop it, got the target on your anus
You're preschool style, not the same as
I rock, you can't, this your place to be
I make you cry kid, cover your to me

I'm not the one, fairy tale like LaBelle
My job is easy I'm draggin' em down to hell
You know my story I'm throwin' you off the cliff
Them jelly rhymes on the table with and Jif

I see these suckers better find another plan
I never heard of you stupid What's your name
try to come back, we cut your hair bald B
Jump on my tip, when you're a fall G

You see the is mine, but can the X flow?
I make your fans get wild, and boo your show
Kick it I feel it, the X style reveal it
Don't try the "bee-bee-bo" flow, rap on no

I give you than some comp, I give you no SLACK
People I wreck, did that kid get the message?
I drop the rhyme, aim a missile in rectum

Yo black, go back, step back, wack
Yo black, go back, step back, wack
Yo black, go back, step back, you're
Yo black, go back, step back, you're

Yo black, go back, step back, you're
Yo black, go back, step back, wack
Yo black, go back, step back, you're
Yo black, go back, step back, wack