Luyện nghe bài hát Get off the Dick

[Kool
This for all you motherfuckers my space shit
Get off my dick, I was born on

[K] Yeah! the monkey-fuckin-wrench in the business
[K] Yeah; all that trendy out there
[T] That old shit
[K] So
[T] That common
[K] Shit stink
[T] up
[K] Do this!
[T] you knew this, haha
[T] is how we do
[K]
[T] Every, every day all day,

[Keith] All you rappers are wack on my balls, Kodak
Niggaz be talkin like they hard, they asscrack
These wack MC's tryin to sound like Kool Keith
I shoulda take a bat and knocked out front teeth, POW!
From New York to Cali MC's keep poppin shit
With messed up grammar, your weak style stoppin shit
[Tim] nowadays clog my dick like it's fog
Ever since I came out, want to be a Dog
[Keith] You on my list, your project building just in piss
When I hit city, your area, blow your rectum
[Tim] I got that hardcore, rap score, elevated
I ignore, Tim Dog is culture

[Kool
Take out whole backpiece, blow your fuckin spectrum
Wipe off your shirt, your style is doo-doo squirt
I don't care, beware, smell smoke watch your
I'm up close like acne pimples in ass crack
workout, strategy for fuckin jerks
Your album's butthole, overused inserts
Still light up point blank like fuckin fireworks
Niggaz get busted cause fights(?) for Greyhound
Penalties are deadly for quality, how shit sound?
I'm not motherfuckers.

[Chorus: Tim Dog + Keith]
Niggaz on some Ultra shit, niggaz on some Ultra
How many niggaz is on our (Get off the dick!)
Niggaz on some Ultra shit, niggaz on some shit
Niggaz on Ultra shit . (Get off the dick!)
Niggaz on some Ultra shit, niggaz on Ultra shit
How many niggaz is on our (Get off the dick!)
Niggaz on some shit, niggaz on some Ultra shit

last line #1]
(Get off the dick!) Niggaz on Ultra shit (For life)

Dog]
God damn it's a brand new
back with the full packed mac, bustin off with the raw raps
Rippin rappers out the frame, cause it's that
You want your mic bitch you're gonna have to fight back
Raise up, raise up, if nice and
niggaz fuckin with D-O-G, is McNeely fuckin with Mike Tyson
I'm slicin, dicin MC's, call me ginsu
Niggaz get me amped, me get mental
Perplexed I project my lyrical
Bust nuts in anus cause it's better than sex
Hey yo I'm mad, and "I'm Bad", like Mr. J
I'm back with my man Kool Keith, hoo-hooray
Get down, for my crown, cause I'm a
Niggaz shit is so wack I pay a fuckin dollar, holla
(Hooooooo!) it

[Chorus last #2]
Niggaz on some shit (Get off the dick!)

Keith]
Clench up tight, champagne rhymes won't work tonight
Just raw beat, you're standin on the street
Ass out cold, my target blows out your hole
Niggaz get flushed like wet Pampers the commode
warfare, crazy style just like Hitler
No soft samples, loops, fuck fiddler!
Niggaz get carried away with basic shit, day
Useless mics, and vinyl time a bunch of wack
Ex-lax reveal steelo's got the shits
Pack a bag, zip up your drama, fuckin the bus
Niggaz already been through sad fuck y'all Gus

Yeah I don't give a fuck the sunny Stet(?) drums
Who's usin the Moons, whatever I don't give a fuck
Cal(?)DeJade I don't a fuck, any snare, whatever
loop, fuck it all
Motherfuckers can go search
and find all these records if you I don't give a fuck!