Luyện nghe bài hát I Got No Time

I got no for ya'll, we got to keep movin', yea
I got to move on, move on from here,
I got no for ya'll, we got to keep movin', yea
I got to move on, move on here

I'm droppin' beats nice and mellow, meet ya, I say
Jump on the I got the fellas sayin' well a
Damn, yo this boy shockin' and no, I don't stop
I'm done rockin, so

Ya just sit back and relax for a bit, I'll spit my then I quit
the bizz then I rip it
I'm high as can be, the Dutty B
And all can see we comin', Irie, yea, yea, yea
Irie, yea, yea, yea,

I'm on a stag, my booze up on the highest shelf
Yo stay true to my and get wise with myself
'Cause I'm impaired with the spare and all you MCs
So be yourself and flow it easy keep it tight dungarees
And grab cheese like cheddar, drop the fake act

And grab these beats they be better cause I be fools
With molecules and lots a juice the of the nuse I'm lettin it lose yo
When you turn purple get out my
If you got that that be commercial

'Cause I ya sound just be the other way around
Ya tryin' to be underground but floatin' on the surface
With no purpose in verses, drop the mic so you can jerk it
Can it be the MC rockin' under
Insanity is banning me rappin' independently
Its sending me to offensively

'Cause I love music, I it don't abuse it
Never lose it I bruise it
So don't be livin' to shoot when you know your miss
Ya say you get more pussy than a
I know you would be if it wasn't for your fist
Ya me how I got dope, I said lots of praca, pracatice

I got no time for ya'll, we got to movin', yea
Move on, move on from here,
I got no time for ya'll, we got to movin', yea
I got to on, move on from here

Well, buenos noches steppin' on fools cockroaches
I be callin' plays like fuckin' football coaches
Fallin' asleep because I your shit is boring
Cut you so hard, ya straight up some neosporin'
I'm raining on your head because yo my shit is pourin'

Ya eyes get dilated 'cause all hits is faded
I need to be sedated like my man Dutty B
Sick to your when ya find an ill MC
With the symphony the infantry
Drops ya for the century, the illest penalty

Said I know I'm to see I kill myself but leave my entity
But jump up off a track like a cricket make it

Original cynical head bob, star general
I find my with my tentacle, my rhyme style's to none
Ya bite me, end up like ya straight chewin' with ya gums

It's the DJ selector comin hard on the
With the effort full effect DJ science break neck
When tounges twist syllabls trip lips that hits
Never leave like a hooker with one tit
A group with one hit, gettin' off one sip
We the MC's so I think ya best a quit

Yes, I think time to quit
Yo you know you a quit
Yes, I its time to quit, yo

I got no time for ya'll, we got to movin', yea
Move on, move on here, yeah
I got no for ya'll, we got to keep movin', yea
I got to on, move on from here