Luyện nghe bài hát No Static At All

No at all

Beef not needed to one
'Cause trouble don't feed the drum
so feeble, so play the hoodlum
A humdrum in Bedlam

Bet your last buck, you laugh to this
Your came last behind the cactus
Back so strong, you wrong a fallacy
The groove will whip and flip it has to be

In there, like Belvedere in his
On the new year, my dear, so make it
I'm gonna ask do you live small?
Static? Nah troop, at all

Why in the middle of a ruckus?
[Incomprehensible] sip slowly on Snapple in
Not hands of mine holdin' clippers
Slip and clip your top to ceasar

Ease ego, I go toe to toe
Throw my like I throw my yo-yo
And ho ho ho, on the mic is life
And toward a static ain't my sport

to this, Serch swings to that
Much as you noticed, they wear hats
Boots and produced by Prince Paul
Slaps ya skull, no at all

Static mixed in but it don't
To a fat rope dope Gucci or an earring
Hand now for
But the hand is used to get

Skim the cream but it seems you rise
For who lives more, now life life size
All are in my swingdom
Groups and troops get friends and they them

In goes props so pop 'til the
Home to the young, pop snorin'
Wake up you and heed the call
Aiyyo, no at all

I flip on kicks, my DJ
The a.k.a code Richie Rich
(Daddy Rich, you never him on TV?)
Straight no takes, the iron had East
full on 1210's flippin' the

bust nuts, Daddy Rich bust cuts
Such transform over rhythms on
I rush this rhythm, hold Mingus
I swing this joint, no static to this

A bitch's brew, who gyro
Scabs can't craft what only the fly
Got skins all in on
Scandalous hooks grab on to what's

I'm seemin' vexed in my rhymin'
up shop to chop off the head, next
I put off punks junk so sporadic
Stashed away like old in my attic

Or drawers on my legs, what I says
Snack on Jolly or Orange Pez
Yep, ain't no collect call
So peace, yo

No at all