Luyện nghe bài hát Move On

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

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

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

Erick
Yeah, I shut down things for the moment,
Paying my for them fake ass crews (yeah)
Who be claimin' to be the shit stop
Gimmicks, core lyrics for an image
I'm stompin' 'em the wompin' 'em
Brain damage is caused, girls they drawers 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 e-double the dopest material, way out cosmic type
whisky type funk for your sissys (word up)
Huh, I take it to the streets, if you can't run up on my turf get some

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

(x4)

Strick nine the mind on the verge of destruction
Blood starts to boil a lyrical combustion, eruption
Insane no no pain, niggas falling off it's strain to maintain
They be killing me, trying to to me, teach to me
I got a phd in
You got your bachelors and your in the field of dramatics
The lyrical are the static from the attic, so cock your automatics
I've had it up to here, you niggas are in
You better stand clear, no hugs no and kiss mainstream america
They just ain't ready for this, I'm nice as shit
Niggas be having fits, the squad of def be smacking hits hits
And what's on in your mind I can feel it
in the body has caused for the healin'

(x4)

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