Luyện nghe bài hát Long Burn the Fire

Jump out the onto a parade balloon
My style is than the goblins in Troll 2
'Cause I'm the type of emcee with the most
stealing my books like I was Grandmaster Caz

Got rhymes antihistamines and analgesics
about expectorants? Y'all don't see it
Soothsayer, not a player, rhymesayer
(Huh)
Burn like when I step on the scene

I got teeth so I can bite your head
I got tiger's claws that'll scratch ya
I got wings like a when I'm flying above
Shoot venom eyes when it's time to get ruff

Step back and yourself
'Cause got weapons that'll ruin your health
So if you're feeling strong then reach for
My book is my and my mic is my sword
(Sword, sword, sword, sword, sword, sword)

Now it's Adrock rapping, I'm back
Like a Big Mac attack on your gut and whack, my friend
I'm a mack, so relax or end up
I take shit serious like Jerome DeQuillan

I burn you to a crisp, sucker, back up off the
I'll make you sick like a Kenny roaster
See this rap thing is all about the
I check my rear-view, emcees getting closer

People think I'm slow 'cause I'm just a little
See me and my band is a raw group of
Live round the clock like Donut
I'm like a tampon 'cause I got the soda

rock, I make hits that move asses
Rhyme so heat that I fog your mom's glasses
is in the pudding and the pudding's in my pants
You heard me now watch me dance

Save the date for one name who deliver to the
Up from the heavens you can hear our
Like me or empty john
We did it again and our game is still on

not tic-tac-toe or Operation
Just holding it like the gravitation
hits, that's it, you couldn't do
Ad in the bathroom now check the fondue

String of nuts like the name is Pizzini
Or a fine name like Sergio Tacini
Now that we're here, and raising hell
I'm wild like rats in the Taco Bell

On the mic I shit, the match lit
Mike Dino, the Jew is
Making music librarians to curly jocks
The Mike D not Gold-i-locks