Luyện nghe bài hát Swift

The duo is back, competition check out the new
Then get the out
Put on your battlin' gear but don't come
Bullets are not needed, this time rap for rap

I'm makin' the move and soon have to make yours back
In fact, the further the rhyme is dancin', Jack get a lip smack
So break up because it's time you shook up, you make up
time to break up the party, now you're shook up

Salt and Pepa's swift, livin' up to par
And competition, how to 'Whassup' is to ride the bra
Hurby's on the beats, Steevee-O has the musical
Spinderella's a propeller spinnin' music so dope
a lot of noise for all the boys shootin' the gift
Hold on tight 'cuz tonight Salt and gettin' swift

You might have thought goin' against the spices
Salt and a mixture like Chinese rices
time, Mr. Macho, please don't try to rip
Because I'll ya like Nacho cheese

You flavor, well, here's something to savor
Why don't you a microphone in front of my face
And a do small favor, a beat so I can bust a rhyme
For all the nerds, let all the words your mind

Statin' the things and pleasin', a rest, I'm out for easin'
Bodily makin' 'em dance
And Pep, is the Christmas season
This is duck season and I'm high
outta luck, duck, now it's time for you to get and die

The ebony queens are on the scene
I assume you still suck a vacuum machine
Cornball sucker, me a break
I'm-a drop you from the sky snow, you a cornflake

to break any sucker or half-stepper
Who to get assaulted with a deadly pepper
Go down, low-down, this no showdown
The competition, I'm sure they'll down
Even if you seem to stiff
The of the rhyme makes you move and we get swift

Suckers and flukes, it seems you lost and time to put up
'Cuz you forced it, the furious females to fly to with
(Fuck)
Stay suckers, soon you'll be stuck with a rep, torn to shreds
A score leg, need a victory? I left an 'S' on your forehead

Don't fuse up now, time to put out lights
I won't ease up, pal 'cuz I'm-a go outta
queen, mess around and you'll get creamed
The star of every male's or wetdream

The ebony princess in a lyrical
Battlin' me is like a Honda a Ferrari
If you were the king, what laws would you me obey?
None, my son I'm quicker than a [unverified]

to split the chick tryin' to get slick
You're nothing but a prostitute turning a new
Miss Wench, my mind is a trench
Makes you drop, then you stop in tracks and as I clench
My fist, I twist you use to rip
The next time you flex, I'm guaranteed to get

Hip-hopper's, rap and rhyme fanatics
Can you believe there's a sucker trying to static?
Break out the health supplies and aid
Prepare your mind for a super, raid

explosion without corrosion
Rhymes, in effect, protect like a Trojan
Against disease, sorta a wack MC
more powerful than a punch at Jack Dempsy

I fear no one, I tell no tales
I stand up to any male or female
who persist to resist end up a prisoner
Hissed in a daze or a

he is in a state of shock, too hard for one to take
So in a multitude of I run to break
Beats for torture but don't get
I stay paid, I caught ya now you shook, afraid
Scared of the fact we back to uplift
The name, we the game and we get swift