Luyện nghe bài hát OMC

"Oh, mc, won't you for me one time..."
To the and the bros, to the pimps and the hoes,
cheap seats to the row!
"Oh, mc, you rhyme for me one time..."
To the kids in the Polo, to the nasty-ass
welcome to the mc show!

Okay, you want a rhyme, how you like it cooked?
I only serve it well, you can the record books.
You can check my sales, not bad for an Indie.
square beef, then go eat at Wendy's.
Now are trendy, they call it Geek Chic.
Nerds never noticed, they on their PCs.
mind a chill pill, you ill will get deep freezed,
now up for a second - mc can't breathe!
HUUUHHH! Okay, I'm back, I shouldn't left you.
I'm Max on the tracks, I need some Headroom.
Allergic to my deaf like they were legumes;
in the distance, you'll be limbless sayin', "Just a wound!"
Sometimes I rhyme fast, sometimes I quick.
If this was gym class, I'd be the picked,
but a rap record, a brand new jam fix.
Wait 'til the fans get hands on this shit.

"Oh, mc, won't you for me one time..."
To the chicks and the bros, to the and the hoes,
seats to the front row!
"Oh, mc, you rhyme for me one time..."
To the kids in the Polo, to the nasty-ass
welcome to the mc show!

Are you lost and alone a lonely little goldfish?
We fit together like soap in a dish.
I know you think that hopeless.
Well, let me fill you up a cup of hot dopeness.
Kids, they quote Chris. Think I know this?
Check the flow, bitch, you need to get to kitsch.
If the niche fits, kids foamin' conniption,
better stick 'cause a to five's for dipshits.
Ends with sweeter than a Chipwich,
stick to ya ribs like beef brisket.
Visit for a minute, get like I'm Bisquick.
Leave the ladies horny, the dogs little lipsticks.
the hip shit.
Let your soul and fly into the mystic.
Every song's on wishlist. Every day's mcchristmas.
Now can I get a

"Oh, mc, won't you for me one time..."
To the and the bros, to the pimps and the hoes,
seats to the front row!
"Oh, mc, you rhyme for me one time..."
To the kids in the Polo, to the hobos;
to the mc chris show!