Luyện nghe bài hát Droppin Em

Just Pauline, you all in

Brace yourself, I'm the ace with
win the race and make you feel disgrace
In any case, yo, I'm movin' a steeplechase
MC about face

Now step off, I need room for my
My custom lyrics slays, yours are soft
I think you better this, yo, you can't escape this
Yo, I planned it out just a landscapist

Whipper snapper back up for crap up
I plan to trap a MC and 'em
Phony, so skip the
You and your cronies need to jump on a

And roll, 'cause you're just a
When it was time for rap school, you musta hooky
I'm the show-stopper, rhymes are improper
I'ma teach you like the master taught the

Just gettin' warmer, transform a
Regular rhyme into a
Try to jump, bump you, chump, my job is thorough
Any MC, state or borough'll get ragged

I like a sandbag
Serious as the mob, I don't tag
of the batch, no man can catch up
Hoes can't be passed, a a mismatch

I lyrics, like a acrobat
And avoid like a diplomat
But when it's time for battles, [Incomprehensible] jacked or
a thrill to drill a run of the mill Bill with my skill

I'm the Lord of the
And I be at a rate that pace way past my bedtime
I rock the mic unlike brothers I know
I guess flow, psych

I'm 'em
'em

Yo, you're all in, as a mannequin
I'm as a pen and I'ma teach discipline
I get busy it's two of me
Evidently, I'm by a few MC's

But so what? I just max like I'm the sax
And take the crowd to the
Yo, J, I'll never go astray
I'm funky you can me at the Milky Way

You're weak, wick raps, I'm as jazz
Got razzmatazz ask my man,
I you're afraid because I'm self-made
I invade and blow up a hand grenade

MC's are terror struck, I'ma run
'Cause your rhymes suck, you made a on potluck
Just a toy boy, can't my convoy
Rhymes I said last year were decoys

I'm like a fox, you me like chicken pox
I'm back a style that's unorthodox
You musta had a full of bull
I'm like The Hulk, with more bulk, I'm

try to get with this, to me that's an insult
Boys shouldn't mess an adult, that's too difficult
I enter like a giant fee fi foe fum
rock the auditorium until it's pandemonium

I'm 'em
Yo E, 'em

Don't sleep, 'cause go deeper
All you sleepers, I'm The Reaper
My rhymes are rising, the angle's steeper
I hated Martini so I'ma sweep a

Emcee, he's one of the two
him into fragments right in front of you
Mic check one, two, is too
My are monumental over an instrumental

In the I had to enter
Tormentor, mentor, and inventor
Of lyrics, so all you
It'll in your dreams at night when you receive a

awakening, you can't do anything
You enter my and you cry as men bring
Gifts to the prince of excellence and
Alarm clock rings, you wake up, and you're

That the crew invader, soloist
evader of ducks, concert crusader
Is bad, my nickname's the circuit
Eatin' up the world, acre by

I'm 'em

to mother, droppin' 'em
Know what I'm sayin'? 'til 1999, droppin' 'em
Yo, year 2000, ya what I'm sayin'?
Audi man, yo, I'm 'em