Luyện nghe bài hát Can't Front on Me

Ah, yeah, yes,
Uh, come on, this is what I
that Pete Rock and C.L. Smooth stuff
Uh huh, yeah, brothers understand
You I'm about to drop a funky beat on you like this

Hit the war drums that vibrate the underneath
Here my people and I come, wake up the chief
Not a pale frail ghost, C.L.'ll wreck the
the Mecca land never had a Leo Africanos

The Sudanian, of the Mediterranean
And if lovely I'm the one you're Skypagin'
than the Mole Man, R and B, you're silly
The only male hardcore crusin' my city

Rise to the supernova, like Bola
Heavy I consider Ueuker leanin' on my shoulder
like a yardstick, thick at arithmetic
You add it up and I a high pick flick

Hit the pitch and then I'm gone as the lingers on
I don't publicize here to the black race torn
But steady at an altitude you get the mental food
Not to be rude, a fresh pot brewed

Oh, what a web we weave when we to deceive
off a trick up the sleave
Pete the bedrock, listen and you'll see
And I'm sure you agree you can't front on me

Yo, you front
like that, c'mon, yeah
Yes, you know I got to
You front
I'm you now
C.L. Smooth and the Rock,

Many consumed was locked in a tomb
That I gradually groomed, coming out now smelling like
So take a whiff when I wrap a gift, play ya a gospel
A logical apostle,

Afro, a cut me like a fade with a
Sport a bald head, but never Hair Club for Men
a SCUD, fully-capable, a form in a eclipse
Skips to soon as it leaves my lips

Suave know, I can make the funk the habit
Kick the old 45 and I can on static
Welcome to the Brahma Don, pilgrimage to Don
A prayer for the parish, Affwaun

'Cuz ain't no misbehavin' when they manage what cravin'
Put the "Anger in the Nation" on station
Anvils that the whole circumference
And black people crowd in a mass

To hear Gabriel's horn, blow it a Naiji
the flavor unit with the top priority?
C.L., untouchable with the clip
Impossibly, the posse front on me

Don't you front
you dare front
Not on me
I'm the man
C.L.'s the
Right on
Right on, my
Come on, kick another for me

You desire the for the entire empire
organizer of the earth, wind, and fire
C.L. and Rock unlock the hard rock
Many to mock and the honey-dips clock

Intercontinental for the
Never coincidental, on a rental
Count all the numeric
Pro-prosthetic if ya let it the nongeneric

The brother on the cover, yes, a not a singer
If you recognize him, with your index finger
Shock flock when I hit the block
God or Devil on the set that's level, as a rebel

In I detect those incorrect
And reflect the black power
Supreme I chose to never blaspheme
Going to the extreme, place it on a high beam

And jewels for five thousand fools who stampede
'Cuz the proper show stopper's what ya
So and get a taste of the dynamic duo
And I'm sure you will agree you can't on me

You front, boy
'Cuz we're the skilled
are the funk
The hardcore
We no joke
Comin' out to
Ah, yeah, with the track
it, P.