Luyện nghe bài hát Don't Do It to Yourself

Hey yo, it like it's hot
Kane, drop it it's hot
Yo, pick up the
And gimme you got

Hey yo, it like it's hot
Scoob, drop it it's hot
up your microphone
It's time to rock the

Hey yo, drop it like hot
Kane, drop it like hot
Yo, up the microphone
And what you got

Hey yo, drop it it's hot
Scoob, drop it like hot
Pick up microphone
It's to rock the spot

Oh my God, tell me, is it really
The legendary makin' matters grim?
Because when I start to the results are so deadly
Rappers start shakin' like the legs on Elvis

Sayin', it's him, the great how I intimidate
But I just came to get my off
So I give them a and pickin up the microphone
I left is like givin mouth-to-mouth to a corpse

A waste of in other words
I don't no remains for you
Forget the men, that's the that Kane'll do
I it raw, gee, too hardcore, gee
The only way you could fuck with me is in a

The magnificent, none can come swifter
Cool as [unverified], but my skin is different
We got the and honey
My rhymes are just like Abraham Lincoln's face on the

Makin' me freshest on the land, but not forget
That if I rapped under water they'd be
The best, oh yes, I
Wait, wait, wait, wait,
You that shit in '88

Oh, I originate and create the to dictate
And regulate and set em straight
I get my point because the boss is truly yours
The to the force, so put it on pause

The one assures applause, never took a loss
Stronger some Olde E quarts to a can of Coors
In other it's hazardous to your health
So don't do it to

do it to yourself, don't do it
Yo, you better not do it, you not
do it to yourself, don't do it
Yo, you not do it, you better not

Stop right there, you better freeze,
Don't make me put my Timberland to your grill piece
Big from Brooklyn comin' through, don't start me
make me turn your jam into a Tec-9 party

Hey yo, what in the world would possess you
To think that you touch me
Or even try to come me
Or even think that you could this lovely?
Nobody, and I mean nobody on this whole can stand it

I rip it apart, and up the art
I'm the best, damn it
I crush rappers for the of it
Defeat, I tell of it

So anything you heard is irrelevant
You're not on the man, you're not even close to me
Step to the and get bagged just like grocery
So spare yourself the misfortune and with caution

'Cause I don't burn rappers, I torch 'em
a skilled-out style that's mad diesel
And I got hemorrhoids shittin on so many people
I crush those who oppose blows to your nose

it comes to my crew that's the way love goes
The City for Black Cesar Incorporated
And all of the soft get
So you step to me use your head

And you better about it more than Special Ed
Cause me, kid, it ain't like
Goin' against anyone
I'm you, don't do it to yourself

do it to yourself, don't do it
Yo, you better not do it, you not
do it to yourself, don't do it
Yo, you better not do it, you not