Luyện nghe bài hát Benzi Box

His name's
wonder just who is he but don't worry
Believe me he'll get busy when it to poetry
got plenty la, la, la, la, la, la, la, la, la

Jump 'em in jump rope
Double-Dutch then turn on the mic a thumb stroke
touch, cuddle clutch, is this thing on?
Like the fling with Mrs King Kong, this gone

Sing a of slap happy crappiness
He came to like it was strapped to his nappy chest
I jest, the best on a wireless
Mic not an eye test, yet I

But why stress, try an when
bit the tender skinned babysitter Gwendolyn
The type to hit and run and go tell a
Word to El Muerto, cucaracha,

He know, flow like wind
Tow a rap by his toe and to hell again
Ahem, 1, 2, me too
Loose wreck, see your goose neck EQ

His name's
They wonder who is he but don't worry
Believe me he'll get busy when it to poetry
He's got la, la, la, la, la, la, la, la, la

Ay, if I may
Rap these is like a pain up in the neck
Cornier and phonier than a fight
Take two of these and dont phone me on the night

The beat wont me with more rhymes
Than times he wash his hands and daily
And all that aint cheap
Villain been deep since a creep, peep

He was a gentleman
And kept a pen and a pencil in his den
Right there next to the Rolodex was
it turned up all burnt by his solar plexus

He dont know his own
When hes on the bone its like the microphone
And with aint it funky like dingy
Feel the effect off cassette in your Benzie Box

His name's
They just who is he but don't worry
Believe me get busy when it comes to poetry
He's got la, la, la, la, la, la, la, la, la