Luyện nghe bài hát You Gots to Chill

Relax your mind, let conscience be free
And get down to the sounds of
you should keep quiet while the MC rap
But if you -- then go take a nap
Or stay awake and watch the show I
Because now -- I'm bout to shake'n'bake
The is my name, I spell
Thanks to the clientele, yo I rock
I'm not an MC who all that junk
About who can beat who, soundin a punk
I get down and I go for mine
Say 'check one-two', and run the line

To the MC I'm known as The Terminator
beat maker, new jack exterminator
Destroy an employ', when rhymes are not void
Never sweatin girl (Why P?) Cause she's a skeezoid
When I'm on the scene I rock the spot
I grab the steel with the on top
In the beginnin -- I like to let my flow
And at twelve I press cruise
Sit back and relax, let my tax
Maintain MC's while the E macks
Always calm under pressure, no to act ill
Listen I tell you boy, you gots to chill *echoes*

* DJ K La cuts "Jungle boogie!" *

I be the computer information on rap
Like the B-I-Z says, I'll make your toes tap
I format the rhymes, by step
em sound def to maintain my rep
Prepared to come off, in of a diss
Not worried about a thing, cause we can do
I can turn the out just by standin still
the ladies scream and shout while the brothers act ill
Take total control, of your and soul
Pack a nine in my pants for when time to roll

I'm the P, double-E,
And one I hate, is a bitin MC
When I enter the party suckers form a line
Then they ease way up, and try to bite my lines
I did of shows, dissed many faces
And deal with new jacks, on a one-to-one
But every now and then a MC gets courageous
And like an epidemic it contagious
But never the least all R.I.P
For all those unaware it means Rest In
Cause M.D. -- stands for Doctor
And the capital P (capital P) M (capital M)
Capital D-E-E's no the chief rocker
Don't to get ill, but if I have to I kill
So believe me boy, you to chill *echoes*

* DJ K La cuts "Jungle boogie!" *

Catch word I'm sayin, no there's no delayin
Don't to motivate the crowd I'm not playin
is believin, you catch my drift?
Don't try to a-dapt I'm just too swift
(How swift?) I'm so swift and an actual fact
I'm Zorro, I mark a E on your back
I don't swing on no ropes or no cords
The only weapon is my rappin

Intimidate MC's the tone of my vocal drone
When I'm on the microphone
Cause I'm the funky maker, MC undertaker
The one who to max and relax
And it's time, issue diggum-smack
I keep hands clappin, fingers snappin, feet tappin
When it's time to Uzi patrol was packin
The PMD, the mic's my only
And through the of the party, I kill again and again
So if you're thinkin bout you better come prepared
Come witcha shield and your armor
You gots to *echoes*

* DJ K La Boss "Jungle boogie!" *