Luyện nghe bài hát Get It Together

One-two-one-two it on
Listen to the shit because we kick it dawn
Listen to the abstract got it on
to the ladies come on and let me spawn
All your eggs then you you go up the
Listen to the that freaky nigga
I'm ad and I shock and I tick and I tock
And I stop with the body rock
See I've got like John Starks
mad sparks
me the mic
And I'll be rocking the park
I'm the m to the see to the a and it's a
The rhymes that we bust on the topic on
And my is not butt, but fuck it
Let me get down to the
Yes I'm getting funky and I'm all my jism
Like John Holmes, the nigga
Listen to the shit 'cause I'm the ill
getting any bigger than this

Ad rock with the ione
to the shit because both of them is boney
Got to do it this like chachi and joanie
Because she's the and I'm the macaroni
So why all the and why all the fuss
Because I ain't got no
Yea, you know I'm silly
I've got a grandma hazel and a grandma
Grand and I'm also a member
Born on the cusp in the of November
I do the duke in case you don't remember
Well, I freak a funky beat the shit was in a blender
Well, I'm long gone word is
Don't a mother fucking fool telling me right from wrong
I don't think I'm nor do I play like I'm hard
But I shall the lane like I was evan bernhard
And working on my game because life is taxing
Got to get it and see what's happening

I go one two my name was biz mark
But I had to do the shit just let me
On the lyric and the noun and the
Let's kick the shit off 'cause yo, I'm not the
Well, it's not the herb but the spice the flavor to spare
Tho moog the funk for your derriere
While we're on that topic, yes I like to
When it comes to I'm representing
Spacing, zoning, on the phone and
My is roaming and I don't know where it's going
Talking lots of a little tweaking on the weekend
I've got to get him by the reigns because I know that I'm
Well, I'm a funky skull and I'm a
And when I get my I'm dr on the go
So q-tip, you on the mic for
Because I had to about the times that I rhyme
And when m.c.s come in my face, I'm mace
Because I them off with the quills
Nigga 'cause I tell you, nigga 'cause keep you under prills
Resting on nine one one sixteenth ave off the farmes

I'm from manhattan m.c.a.'s brooklyn
Yea, m.c.a., your shit be
mantis on the court and I can't be beat
So, yo tip, what's up with the boot on feet
got the timbos on the toes and this is how it goes
Oh one two, oh my god
One two, oh my god, I've got some
I've got the fu grip behind my green trap kit
Never ever smoking crack
Never ever ever fucking
I eat the fuckin' now & laters
to me now, don't listen to me later
Fuck it I know I didn't make it fuckin' rhyme for real
But, yo technically I'm as hard as
Gonna get it together, it, gonna get it together ma bell
I'm ma bell, I've got the ill communications

Ma bell, got the ill
Ma bell, got the ill
Ma bell, got the ill
Ma
it on and on