Luyện nghe bài hát Move On

(laughing) yeah, coming to you like, yeah, you another one of those,
Flavorishis, mackadoshis, cream and onion type flavor.

I rule the world kurtis blow with my afro blown
I'm torn out the frame, style stagger like ned the wino
For black albino, I'm suicide on vinyle
The type of antidope shit you have to keep away from my
And I'm the, bombest rhymer, my steez
My vocals are like vaginas, wet an mc's when they
My identities, blows to ememies please test these abilities
I'm rugged, I pack a 24 studded, automatic, 45 nigga slugger
So ring thee alarm, when your tv is on, I react freakin' to
When bitches see me perform, bitches say I strickly brake
Bones back, chinky eyed like japs I states off the map
Just by eye

Don't get it and if you do, you best to move on move on
"rock, rock on" - (x4)

sermon:
Yeah, I shut things for the moment, what?
my does for them fake ass crews (yeah)
Who be claimin' to be the shit stop
Gimmicks, core lyrics for an image
I'm 'em the beast wompin' 'em
damage is caused, girls drop they drawers to the ground
I be's the effect wrecks, rhyme skills be shooting off like two black

Somebody stop me I'm like mask
your mouth, he's a bad, uh, like shaft
The e-double the dopest material, way out cosmic type
Alcoholic whisky type funk for sissys (word up)
Huh, I take it to the streets, if you can't run up on my turf then get

I let one slide in 93, but this year, he's fuckin' history

(x4)

Strick nine rules the mind on the verge of
Blood starts to boil like a lyrical combustion,
Insane no pressure no pain, niggas falling off it's strain to
They be killing me, trying to preach to me, to me
I got a phd in
You got your bachelors and masters in the field of dramatics
The lyrical are the static from the attic, so cock your automatics
I've had it up to here, you niggas are in
You stand clear, no hugs no love and kiss mainstream america
just ain't ready for this, cause I'm nice as shit
Niggas be having fits, the of def be smacking hits after hits
And what's goin' on in mind I can feel it
Tremors in the body has caused for the

(x4)

You know I'm sayin'? things is hot in the tunnel out in here you know
What I'm sayin'? ah, n-y-c streets is love, hot in the summer, um,
Spring, winter and fall things are lovely, sweet & sour sauce. doin'
This feel this. I feel you.