Luyện nghe bài hát It Gets No Rougher

Let me you somethin' about an A-B-C style
The A, the B, the C, the D, the E, the F, the G, the H, the I, the J, the K
The L, the M, the N, the O, the P, the Q, the R, the S, the T, the U
The V, W, X, Y, Z, bullshit to me

to the rhythm of a or should I give a brother time
And move on, you better get another week to work or quit
I'm on some ol' l shit, capable of murder but I never committed
Takin' no shorts so you forget it

Tracklin' the world on my deafen station, taught her
Supercalifalistic executioner
Wicked witch, diggin' ditch
Givin' ya stitch by stitch, ain't a bitch

Sweeter than lemonade, stronger than a
Rhymes are laid, go deeper a mermaid
than a siren, I'm not retirin'
Despirin', admirin' the way I'm fly
And I sees ecleptoes and I those
who slept on, when they shoulda kept on

Rollin' with rush it don't get no
I stopper, huffer and puffer, a buffer,
I was holdin' back the man superior,
You wanna take my title, yo, you'll be

You stand below the I stand on
You my faction to put the man on
I shake and bake and break the laws of
And if you on, you'll get a cavity

I'ma giant, and you're a pee-wee
And all LL shit, you can't see me
You're cheap and weak, incomplete and
'Cause it gets no rougher, it gets no

Yo man, you know how we take the order A-B-C
You know I'm sayin'?
Yo, cuttin' ain't no joke, yo L, the juice on 'em

I release the juice smack dab in face
Do damage, I'm up the pace
My mics' like a when I'm walkin' at nighttime
to the dome, it's like a pipe-line

High speed, stronger Thai-weed
Before you up the mic to get fly
You need all the khaki's that you can feature
So I can you, you know the procedure

Listen to the man intellectualize,
Your whole posse gettin'
I don't wanna hear no alibi's, don't
put the highs' in your eyes!

The bass in your face, like a Attorney, I'm on the case
With that'll hit ya, get ya and sit ya down
The is booty get the picture now?
Skip the rigamarole, to get

I'm figurin' yo, you know
I allow, not now, no way, no how
Any of disrespect, you better bow
gets rough to swamp I do it prompt
In between my jaws adversaries got

The cordless mic is my only
Lyrics you be runnin', I break 'em like a
'Cause I'm massive and a small fry
all in, a stunt, a fall-guy
Outta order I slaughter wax to make you
'Cause it no rougher, it gets no rougher

Shut up, the cats' got attention to get
And drop these l dope lyrics on ya, the is pumpin'
You know what I'm

Let me ask you ask a
a minute
Who could take the of rap and rule it alone
Demonstrate many on the microphone
Build an empire like an king
I had to show apu jack the could swing

I'ma rappers nightmare, I crush my
only one title I own it
Emcee's flip-flop, I out the workshop
try to eavesdrop, goin' to make rock

Aerodynamically, all automatically, the way I jiggly full of originality
'em and stop 'em like a cheetah and an antelope
Then I cut 'em like a on the table
They able, I'm a legend, not a fable, gotta keep it stable

Crack back bone, hotter than brimstone
Doin' your justice overseein' a chaporone
Huh, on the hip-hop scene, I got shit sewn up like a sewin'
Eat a rapper like a sandwich, leave 'em in a
Crack the stage and leave the audience

Yeah, get funky on cut, get funky on it
Yo, l, lyrics is dope man you know I'm sayin'?
You raw sick for years
This how we do it
that good man, let's cut us some real, real somethin'
Yo, bust

I'm kinda like a soldier, see I ya
When I pick up the mic hold ya
Captive, a mack-tive, I'll sure I'll track it
L'll speak a cell a sneak as backs' gettin' weaker

I freak the and get shieker
Rule over king, you're too
You're tryin' to make a for
I'ma prove you're

I he was jealous and in the mood for an ass-kickin'
When you mess with, the man the plan
Mic in his hand and a fresh
R-O-U-G-H-E-R, rougher, so we are

to face, mic to mic, man to man
While your battle ship is in quicksand
Strappin' to the like a two-ton anchor
And break, pull the rope, blank, I'm a sniper

Rapper a pack, step on 'em like a mack
My DJ cut-creator scratch a like a cat
E at my side with pride who got a rep
Shh the mic like a cigarette

Every puff is rough a pull could kill a bull, one toke, your crews' a
I run through rappers like through rubber hoses
Nigga, I'm comin' up
Step I got the title bear-witness to a dope recital
I've killed many men my and I'ma do it again and again and again
it get no rougher

You know what I'm I'm rulin' this game
It don't get no rougher, peace, LL J