Luyện nghe bài hát Pans In The Kitchen

1]
Stop and
I rock it wicked, no competition on shit
You get it, there's nothing hotter than it
A whack rapper's what Hopsin isn't, kick it
To ya if you got a minute you'll bob your head a walking pigeon
Play my position, I'm kinda gifted when rhymes is
I got lots of this, I to it as I rock a fitted
The amount of people that's me is a hot percentage
They know I'm tight, but I'll be conceited if I it
climb the game until I'm up at the top of it
And don't be chicken to call me out if u got a problem it
Unsilenced shit is gon' get you stuck in some shit
And feelings will be hurt so you're better off if you your bidness
Don't get it started, with nigga Marcus, that kid retarded
It's gon' evolve to some ruckus, he'll prove shit is garbage
He'll be the artist, realist on this rap
All you niggas out there get him on your tracks

Mama keep the pots and pans in the uhh (x2)
I be banging on the in the kitchen
So mama don't be to hide the pans in the kitchen
Mama keep the and pans in the kitchen uhh (x2)
I be on the pans in the kitchen
So don't be trying to hide the pans in the kitchen

I like playing with the pans in the kitchen
You gon' let me play with the pans in the mama
Don't care what you say the pans in the kitchen mama
I'mma that I'm the man in the kitchen mama!

2]
I to push weight on the block
A fat bitch, she was barely to walk
She was good for one thing, that was taking a
Till she told me she was pregnant, shit I'm to God
That she wasn't, coz all that was making me hot
I'm happy that she ain't the one to a baby with Hop
She's so obese, I'd take her out and her stay in the car
Her body odor always smelling some bacon and farts
I'd tell her how I don't eat pork, she took it straight to the
Ready to make an assault, she to make her fucking way to the barn
Cuz that's she belong, better leave me alone
Calling, asking where I'm at like she need to
But what a surprise, she thinking I'm the love of her life? my wife?
Bitch, some fucking advice
You wanna look nice? Trust me I'm
Go to the gym and lose the gut and you're fine

3]
I'm Marcus and yes I am
Thought I was a smart Guess again, stupid
I'm a Special Ed
Give me a couple of and let the man prove it, cuz there's evidence to it
I never it, but the rest of my class knew it
They must've thought I'd remember the past to it
school, man, I never could pass through it
I never be that student that headed to class who an A up on his report card
A nice kid so smart
Seem when they threw me in Special Ed it got more hard
Every year the cycle repeats over
My friends graduate and I'm way older then
Then they to me, nice mugging me
fun of me
What do these ugly motherfuckers be thinking when fuck with me?
They lucky I don't suddenly go and become something than me
Like a psycho, then whats it gonna be?