Luyện nghe bài hát Bad,bad Man

john (bad bad man)

Aww, you did it now
you shoulda put this one in the vault man!
They not ready - they don't know comin man!
Oh we drop this on 'em right here
Y'all ain't for this, Y'ALL AIN'T READY FOR NONE OF THIS!

boy's a bad man, and we invadin the streets
Make unclever rappers scurred, they be droppin the
Shocked the world, now I'm standin
I flip like them clamshell cellular phones
You can't but nod your head to the track
Fuck the watered rap, we be takin it back
Give it to me straight - ain't no it
Check yourself in the mirror - no facin it
Cause you, the role and you plannin to fold
This the masterplan, we got the planet on
We all over the streets like your favorite
Breakin up your like a drive-through speaker
that I be spittin is strong
After I rock, fast forward through the of the song
We the monkeywrench, that's ruin your plan
And don't fuck with John - I'm a BAD, BAD MAN

the mic in my hands I'm a bad man
Even in a fight with the I'm a bad man
Livin in the all my life I'm a bad man
I'm a bad man, I'm a bad man

We devils - rockin levels
We set among hot tunes to instrumentals
And cats got one-liners, I drop
And I think funny you choose, losin progress
or runnin in we makin moves, and y'all settle
I rip and take responsibility
for makin future hall-of-famers look rate
Y'all are lost for words conversation on your worst first date
and ride beats, through side streets
Looseleaf that's where rhymes leak
- man, don't even beg
I got tracks, y'all brusin your leg
You a rhyme writer - funny man, a joke
You ain't worthy of bein my secretary man that's a
I flood tracks like cracks in
And pussy choked up with they own lines in they throat

TURN UP THE MICROPHONE and see me I'm a
MC's and they beats is what I eat, 16 I'll you in the street
My rhymes are sicker gangrene in both feet
It's spreadin up the leg, and headed for the
Your rhymes are whack your style is proof that the brain
is fuckin your chosen flows, I'm nice with mics
My hands'll break your nose Mikey Tyson
Fightin in his prime, one
And I up the room one time, BOOM! To the jaw
Your face is a type raw
And the blood and they mix, jelly on the floor
My love is cop them bricks, on the floor
I rob you, you soft and you really a problem
I solve you, 357 long revolve you
Acid in face, bad look, dissolve you
I'm a bad, bad man

Yeah, it out
Bumpy Knuckles baby
And I you to say hello to the BAD, BAD, MAN - C'MON!