Luyện nghe bài hát Get off the Dick

[Kool
This for all you motherfuckers bitin my shit
Get off my dick, I was on Jupiter

[K] Yeah! the monkey-fuckin-wrench in the business
[K] all that trendy shit out there
[T] That old shit
[K] So
[T] common shit
[K] Shit that
[T] up
[K] Do this!
[T] Like you this, haha
[T] is how we do
[K]
[T] Every, every day all day,

All you rappers are wack on my balls, picture Kodak
Niggaz be talkin like they hard, they asscrack
These wack MC's tryin to sound like Kool Keith
I shoulda a bat and knocked out they front teeth, POW!
[Keith] From New York to Cali MC's poppin shit
With messed up grammar, your weak ain't stoppin shit
[Tim] nowadays clog my dick like it's fog
Ever since I out, everybody want to be a Dog
[Keith] You on my list, your project building just drowned in
When I hit your city, your area, blow your
[Tim] I got hardcore, rap score, elevated folklore
Nonsense I ignore, Tim Dog is

Keith]
Take out your backpiece, blow your fuckin spectrum
Wipe off your shirt, your style is doo-doo squirt
I don't care, beware, smell smoke watch back
I'm up like acne pimples in your ass crack
workout, strategy for fuckin jerks
Your album's butthole, overused with
Still up shit point blank like fuckin fireworks
get busted cause half fights(?) for Greyhound
Penalties are for quality, how your shit sound?
I'm not motherfuckers.

Tim Dog + Kool Keith]
Niggaz on some Ultra shit, niggaz on some Ultra
How niggaz is on our dick? (Get off the dick!)
Niggaz on some shit, niggaz on some Ultra shit
on some Ultra shit . (Get off the dick!)
Niggaz on some shit, niggaz on some Ultra shit
How niggaz is on our dick? (Get off the dick!)
Niggaz on some shit, niggaz on some Ultra shit

last line #1]
(Get off the dick!) on some Ultra shit (For life)

Dog]
God damn it's a brand new
Comin back with the packed mac, bustin off with the raw raps
Rippin rappers out the frame, cause it's that
You your mic back; bitch you're gonna have to fight back
up, raise up, if you're nice and
niggaz fuckin with D-O-G, is like McNeely fuckin with Tyson
I'm slicin, dicin MC's, they me ginsu
get me amped, watch me get mental
Perplexed I project my lyrical
Bust nuts in rappers anus cause it's than sex
Hey yo I'm mad, and "I'm Bad", like Mr. J
I'm back with my man Kool Keith, hoo-hooray
Get down, for my crown, I'm a scholar
Niggaz shit is so wack I pay a fuckin dollar, holla
(Hooooooo!) it

[Chorus last #2]
Niggaz on some shit (Get off the dick!)

Keith]
Clench up tight, them champagne rhymes won't work
raw beat, you're buttnaked standin on the street
Ass out cold, my blows out your rectum hole
Niggaz get like wet Pampers down the commode
German warfare, crazy style just like
No soft samples, loops, fuck fiddler!
Niggaz get away with basic shit, every day
Useless mics, and vinyl a bunch of wack skits
reveal your steelo's got the shits
Pack a bag, zip up your drama, fuckin the bus
already been through sad stories; fuck y'all Gus

Yeah I don't a fuck about the sunny Stet(?) drums
Who's usin the Alfonso Moons, whatever I give a fuck
Cal(?)DeJade I don't give a fuck, any snare,
loop, fuck it all
Motherfuckers can go downtown
and find all records if you want; I don't give a fuck!