Luyện nghe bài hát Move On

(laughing) yeah, to you like, yeah, you know another one of those,
Flavorishis, mackadoshis, sour cream and type flavor.

I rule the world like kurtis with my afro blown
I'm torn out the frame, drunk style like ned the wino
For black albino, I'm like suicide on
The of antidope shit you have to keep away from my nose
And I'm the, bombest rhymer, my steez
My vocals are vaginas, wet an mc's when they open
My identities, blows to ememies please test these abilities
I'm rugged, I pack a 24 studded, karrot automatic, 45 slugger
So ring alarm, when your tv is on, I react freakin' to songs
When bitches see me perform, bitches say I strickly brake
Bones back, chinky like japs I blow states off the map
Just by eye

Don't get it and if you do, you best to move on move on
"rock, rock on" - (x4)

sermon:
Yeah, I down things for the moment, what?
my does for them fake ass crews (yeah)
Who be claimin' to be the y'all stop
Gimmicks, hard lyrics for an image
I'm stompin' 'em the beast 'em
Brain damage is caused, girls drop they to the ground
I the effect like wrecks, rhyme skills be shooting off like two black

Somebody stop me I'm smoking like
Shut your mouth, a bad, uh, like shaft
The bring the dopest material, way out cosmic type
Alcoholic whisky type funk for sissys (word up)
Huh, I take it to the streets, if you run up on my turf then get some

I let one nigga slide in 93, but year, he's fuckin' history

(x4)

Strick nine rules the mind on the verge of
starts to boil like a lyrical combustion, eruption
Insane no pressure no pain, niggas falling off it's to maintain
They be me, trying to preach to me, teach to me
I got a phd in
You got your and your masters in the field of dramatics
The lyrical are bringing the static from the attic, so your automatics
I've had it up to here, you are in danger
You better stand clear, no hugs no love and kiss america
They just ready for this, cause I'm nice as shit
Niggas be having fits, the squad of def be smacking hits after
And what's on in your mind I can feel it
in the body has caused for the healin'

(x4)

You know I'm sayin'? things is hot in the tunnel out in here you know
What I'm sayin'? ah, n-y-c is love, it's hot in the summer, um,
Spring, winter and fall are just lovely, sweet & sour sauce. doin'
This y'all this. I feel you.