Luyện nghe bài hát Get It Together

One-two-one-two it on
Listen to the because we kick it until dawn
to the abstract got it going on
Listen to the ladies on and let me spawn
All your eggs then you you go up the
Listen to the abstract freaky nigga
I'm ad and I shock and I tick and I tock
And I can't stop with the rock
See got heart like John Starks
Hitting mad
me the mic
And I'll be rocking the park
I'm the m to the see to the a and a must
The rhymes that we bust on the on lust
And my is not butt, but fuck it
Let me get down to the
Yes I'm getting and I'm shooting all my jism
Like John Holmes, the nigga
Listen to the 'cause I'm the ill figure
Nobody's getting any bigger than

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

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

I'm manhattan m.c.a.'s from brooklyn
Yea, m.c.a., shit be cooking
Praying mantis on the and I can't be beat
So, yo tip, what's up with the on your feet
I've got the timbos on the and this is how it goes
Oh one two, oh my god
One two, oh my god, got some shit
I've got the kung fu grip behind my trap kit
Never ever ever smoking
Never ever fucking wack
I eat the fuckin' pineapple now &
Listen to me now, don't to me later
Fuck it 'cause I know I didn't make it fuckin' rhyme for
But, yo I'm as hard as steel
Gonna get it together, watch it, get it together ma bell
I'm like ma bell, got the ill communications

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