Luyện nghe bài hát Get off the Dick

[Kool
This for all you bitin my space shit
Get off my dick, I was born on

[K] Yeah! Throwin the monkey-fuckin-wrench in the
[K] Yeah; all trendy shit out there
[T] That old fake
[K] So
[T] common shit
[K] that stink
[T] up
[K] Do this!
[T] Like you this, haha
[T] is how we do
[K]
[T] Every, day all day, haha

[Keith] All you rappers are wack on my balls, picture
be talkin like they hard, they fuckin asscrack
[Tim] These MC's tryin to sound like Kool Keith
I shoulda a bat and knocked out they front teeth, POW!
[Keith] From New York to Cali MC's keep poppin
With messed up grammar, your weak style stoppin shit
[Tim] Rappers nowadays clog my dick it's fog
Ever since I came out, want to be a Dog
[Keith] You on my list, project building just drowned in piss
When I hit your city, area, blow your rectum
[Tim] I got that hardcore, rap score, folklore
I ignore, Tim Dog is culture

[Kool
out your whole backpiece, blow your fuckin spectrum
Wipe off your shirt, your style is baby doo-doo
I don't care, beware, smell smoke your back
I'm up close like acne pimples in ass crack
Atomic workout, strategy for jerks
album's butthole, overused with inserts
Still light up shit point blank like fuckin
Niggaz get busted cause fights(?) for Greyhound
are deadly for quality, how your shit sound?
I'm not motherfuckers.

Tim Dog + Kool Keith]
Niggaz on Ultra shit, niggaz on some Ultra shit
How many is on our dick? (Get off the dick!)
Niggaz on some Ultra shit, niggaz on some Ultra
Niggaz on some Ultra . (Get off the dick!)
Niggaz on some Ultra shit, niggaz on Ultra shit
How niggaz is on our dick? (Get off the dick!)
Niggaz on some shit, niggaz on some Ultra shit

[Chorus line #1]
(Get off the dick!) on some Ultra shit (For life)

[Tim
God damn it's a new year
Comin back with the full packed mac, bustin off the raw raps
rappers out the frame, cause it's like that
You want your mic back; bitch you're have to fight back
Raise up, raise up, if nice and
niggaz fuckin D-O-G, is like McNeely fuckin with Mike Tyson
I'm slicin, MC's, they call me ginsu
Niggaz get me amped, watch me get
Perplexed I project my context
Bust nuts in rappers anus cause it's than sex
Hey yo I'm mad, and "I'm Bad", like Mr. J
I'm back with my man Keith, hip-hop hoo-hooray
Get down, for my crown, cause I'm a
Niggaz shit is so wack I wouldn't pay a dollar, holla
(Hooooooo!) it

[Chorus line #2]
Niggaz on Ultra shit (Get off the dick!)

Keith]
Clench up tight, them champagne rhymes won't work
Just raw beat, you're buttnaked standin on the
Ass out cold, my target blows out rectum hole
Niggaz get flushed like wet Pampers down the
German warfare, style just like Hitler
No samples, corny loops, fuck fiddler!
Niggaz get carried away basic shit, every day
Useless mics, and vinyl a bunch of wack skits
Ex-lax reveal steelo's got the shits
Pack a bag, zip up drama, fuckin catch the bus
Niggaz already been sad stories; fuck y'all Gus

Yeah I don't give a fuck the sunny Stet(?) drums
Who's usin the Alfonso Moons, whatever I don't a fuck
Cal(?)DeJade I don't a fuck, any snare, whatever
loop, fuck it all
Motherfuckers can go downtown
and find all these if you want; I don't give a fuck!