Luyện nghe bài hát Get It Together

One-two-one-two it on
Listen to the shit because we kick it dawn
Listen to the got it going on
Listen to the ladies come on and let me
All your then you you go up the river
Listen to the abstract that freaky
I'm ad and I shock and I tick and I tock
And I stop with the body rock
See I've got heart John Starks
mad sparks
me the mic
And I'll be the whole park
I'm the m to the see to the a and it's a
The rhymes that we bust on the topic on
And my moms is not butt, but it
Let me get down to the
Yes I'm getting funky and I'm shooting all my
Like Holmes, the x-rated nigga
Listen to the 'cause I'm the ill figure
Nobody's getting any bigger than

Ad down with the ione
Listen to the shit because both of is boney
Got to do it like this like and joanie
Because she's the and I'm the macaroni
So why all the fight and why all the
Because I got no dust
Yea, you I'm getting silly
I've got a grandma hazel and a tilly
Grand royalprez and I'm also a
Born on the cusp in the month of
I do the patty in case you don't remember
Well, I freak a funky beat like the was in a blender
Well, I'm gone word is born
Don't need a fucking fool telling me right from wrong
I think I'm slick nor do I play like I'm hard
But I shall drive the lane like I was bernhard
And I've on my game because life is taxing
Got to get it together and see what's

I go one two my name was biz mark
But I had to do the just let me embark
On the and the noun and the verb
Let's the shit off 'cause yo, I'm not the herb
Well, it's not the herb but the spice the flavor to spare
Tho moog with the funk for your
we're on that topic, yes I like to mention
When it to boning I'm representing
Spacing, zoning, on the phone and
My brain is roaming and I don't know it's going
Talking lots of a little tweaking on the weekend
I've got to get him by the reigns because I that I'm freaking
Well, I'm a funky skull and I'm a
And I get my flow I'm dr on the go
So q-tip, you on the mic for
Because I had to talk about the times that I
And when m.c.s come in my face, I'm like
Because I back them off the quills
Nigga 'cause I tell you, nigga 'cause I'll keep you under
Resting on nine one one sixteenth ave off the farmes

I'm from manhattan m.c.a.'s brooklyn
Yea, m.c.a., shit be cooking
Praying mantis on the court and I can't be
So, yo tip, what's up with the boot on feet
I've got the timbos on the toes and is how it goes
Oh one two, oh my god
One two, oh my god, I've got shit
got the kung fu grip behind my green trap kit
Never ever smoking crack
Never ever ever fucking
I eat the fuckin' now & laters
Listen to me now, listen to me later
Fuck it I know I didn't make it fuckin' rhyme for real
But, yo technically I'm as hard as
Gonna get it together, it, gonna get it together ma bell
I'm ma bell, I've got the ill communications

Ma bell, got the ill
Ma bell, got the ill
Ma bell, got the ill
Ma
it on and on