Luyện nghe bài hát Droppin Em

Just Pauline, you all in

Brace yourself, I'm the ace with
I'ma win the race and make you disgrace
In any case, yo, I'm movin' a steeplechase
MC soldiers face

Now step off, I need room for my
My custom made slays, yours are soft
I think you better tape this, yo, you can't this
Yo, I planned it out just a landscapist

snapper back up for comin' crap up
I plan to trap a MC and 'em
Phony, so the baloney
You and your cronies to jump on a pony

And roll, 'cause just a rookie
When it was time for rap school, you musta played
I'm the show-stopper, your rhymes are
I'ma teach you like the taught the grasshopper

gettin' warmer, I'ma transform a
Regular into a barnstormer
Try to jump, I'll you, chump, my job is thorough
Any MC, city or borough'll get ragged

I drop like a
as the mob, I don't play tag
Best of the batch, no man can up
Hoes be passed, a battle's a mismatch

I flip lyrics, like a
And avoid combat a diplomat
But when it's time for battles, [Incomprehensible] or killed
It's a thrill to a run of the mill Bill with my skill

I'm the of the rhymes
And I be writin' at a that pace way past my bedtime
I rock the mic unlike some I know
I guess they flow,

I'm 'em
'em

Yo, you're all in, as a mannequin
I'm sharp as a pen and I'ma teach
I get like it's two of me
Evidently, I'm hated by a few

But so what? I just max like I'm the sax
And take the crowd to the
Yo, Cool J, never go astray
I'm funky you can me at the Milky Way

You're weak, raps, I'm cool as jazz
Got ask my man, Shabazz
I know afraid because I'm self-made
I invade and blow up a hand grenade

MC's are struck, I'ma run amuck
your rhymes suck, you made a record on potluck
Just a toy boy, can't stop my
Rhymes I last year were just decoys

I'm like a fox, you annoy me chicken pox
I'm back with a that's unorthodox
You musta had a teaspoon full of
I'm The Hulk, with more bulk, I'm powerful

They try to get with this, to me that's an
Boys mess with an adult, that's too difficult
I like a giant sayin' fee fi foe fum
rock the auditorium until it's pandemonium

I'm 'em
Yo E, 'em

Don't sleep, 'cause go deeper
All you sleepers, I'm The Grim
My rhymes are rising, the gettin' steeper
I hated Mussolini Martini so I'ma a

Emcee, like one of the two
Break him into fragments right in of you
Mic check one, two, is too
My rhymes are over an instrumental

In the center I had to
Tormentor, mentor, experimenter and
Of lyrics, so all you
It'll echo in your dreams at when you receive a

Rude awakening, you do anything
You enter my and you cry as men bring
Gifts to the prince of excellence and
Alarm rings, you wake up, and you're convinced

the crew invader, soloist exterminator
Greater evader of ducks, crusader
Is bad, my the circuit breaker
up the world, acre by acre

I'm 'em

Word to mother, 'em
Know what I'm sayin'? 'til 1999, droppin' 'em
Yo, year 2000, ya what I'm sayin'?
Audi man, yo, I'm 'em