Luyện nghe bài hát Jack The Ripper

Milky, and I'm
My ace in the was this brand new track
I'ma it up and speed it up and now you're gonna eat it up
Listen to the funky beat, my tongue is gonna it up
I did it, but the devil make me
I did it for the suckers who tried to shake and me
Proving a point that I'm a joint
You can roll me up and puff me, and then anoint
Your head with of oil
it run like water, watch it boil
'Cause I made 'em play it, 'em say it
'em okay it, made 'em obey it---huh!
Prince of the is on the prowl
How you like me now punk? You living
what my game is, kill is what my aim is
A up rapper needs a washer, my name is--

Jack the
Jack-Jack-Jack the
Jack-Jack, Jack-Jack, Jack-Jack, the Ripper
Hercules!

Back for the payback, I must say
I heard your new jam, I play that
It ain't enough punk, it ain't hitting
This year you tried, next year quitting
year you thought I was dying out
But again, and again, and again a doubt
the gangster boogie, the earthquake sound
Pump it up and it so they hear it all around
I do it up rough, tough, I don't
And this is an example of stuff
When you want to make hits, you 'em like this
They ain't like this don't hit, they miss
It's a strong record, a for the strong
For those who real rap songs
Listen how I won't allow myself to go off
back, I got the power, I'm--

Jack the Ripper, a man, not a
A-k-a James Todd
Hard penitentiary steel
Breaking necks while I flex my sex
Home in the house, see'mon
girls in the house, give it up
You gotta want to get
and grooving, and always improving a lot of
People don't know how I am
sleeping, so now I gotta slice my man
Like ham in a pan, him up in Saran
Kidnap him and him up inside of a van
While you're doing your dance I want you to moves
No one out there thought you do
You my name and my game and what I'm here to do
Party people, lemme see if you can to--

it down! x3
Yo Bob, show that old school punk what real hip hop is boy

"How Ya Like Me Now?" I'm getting
I'm double platinum, I'm you get dizzier
out the way I say my, display my, play my
J on the back, behind the cool the A.Y.
I love to the groove because the groove is smooth
It me move and I'll improve
As it goes on, as it on
When you see me, ask if the show's on
How that sound? Don't came around, me close, brown
Pull on my jock to be
You need to stay down, way down, you're low down
Do dance, the prince of rap is gonna throw down
Aiming to please while I'm killing
I'm gonna keep on hitting you with LPs
Day after day day
Tou smashed in the face by the of Cool J

I'm a on the microphone, a night stalker
A machine, a savage street talker
with an axe, but I put it on wax
To the suckers who thought I had relaxed
The prince of hip hop, straight Queens
it mean, keeping it clean
And never seen anybody rock the party
All you funky beataholics, this beats
I go to the show, and terrorize emcees, you know
Moving my hand like I'm playing the
Don't touch the dial, don't the channel
Don't let me you say I ain't debonair
I'm than any emcee out there
As a matter of fact, suckers can't
When I the mic people stop and stare, at..