Luyện nghe bài hát Come on Down

When I'm in motion it's just like the of the ocean
The weight of the words swerve and
My style flexes bigger than the of Texas
Quick as a Lamborghini, as a Lexus

I guess that me the top of the line
Oh yes I'm the most prime of all
as soon as I pick up the mic
And and the lyrics just start

To flowing, ahem
Coughing couldn't stop me going
On the rapture, so that I can capture
Your mind with state of the art made to adapt to

To knowledge the God on the
Because when my tongue moves I love that I'm smooth
Do it with these and in times I rears
To give em a of the flavor that please

As I, school in the who in
And doin, and again and the
Gutter and stutter, and killin, and
Collectin the and jammin, and slammin

And it's too much for one mind to comprehend
A blend, the way that I make words mend
And, the way that I be rappers in
Michael Bivins make these Boyz II Men

I play, verbally, capable to murder the
Average MC, the tough ones I'll burn degree
And if you're that I'm takin a beatin
You're sure to see the Pink speakin

I'm a native New Yorker, I pitch a lot of
I get my ride, I be the grill squawker
Tip's a talker, I love Alice Walker
So get off the and step back you little hawker

yet you hooker, you wanna show I book ya
The way I took ya, is yous a good looker
Queens is residential, I make the
instrumentals, I utilize the mentals

First saw Big Daddy at the place called Union
If you went in by yourself it was a
See, I could do cause my crew is kinda phat
Outside we had the toolies, out West you em gats

It's that, oh, thanks chat, let me drop some more shit
Bring your bats and and please don't forfeit
you won't get away, your status will be stank
You can with me G I'm goin to the bank

To meet up Kane, up on Dollar Lane
You get the idea, page times is near
So see they bug cause they really can't handle
from the rappin, cause some of them be slackin

Not in sport of thought we block out the devil
The three different flavors, you we on the level

it out, uhh, as I come down and get dumb
Yes roughneck, swingin along the drum
Swimmin in the, track, retaliatin is how
I react, Busta Rhymes will

As you feel the pain, bass impacts to the brain
Gotta make a migraine
Whattup? To the Big and Tip
My trip, flip the rhyme, I dip

Hey, hip-hop, cool, bust the
do ya on the stage getting booed
This structure it takes, bust the angle of different flavors
On a young raider choc that's my vocal fader

Keep my volume on boom
All the braids in my neck symbolizes that I room
Word up, huh, here I am,
slayer stackin layer after layer

This jam be ran while the record flim flam
WIggle your front pram, to the man
Sam, Busta, Rhymes, on time
L.O.N.S. did, rip a new

Flavor one, taste the unborn
before you move or catch a bad one baby
Chiggy chump, the oversized puff
Busta you and the love, and then I rump

Emotional point, for the wild
Busta buckwild direct from Strong Isle
Unload, you like smell later
Dig on your taste of the third
from the lungs of the dragon, uh