Luyện nghe bài hát Droppin Em

Just Pauline, you all in

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

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

Whipper snapper back up for crap up
I plan to a MC and kidnap 'em
Phony, so the baloney
You and your cronies to jump on a pony

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

Just warmer, I'ma 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
as the mob, I don't play tag
Best of the batch, no man can up
Hoes be passed, a battle's a mismatch

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

I'm the Lord of the
And I be writin' at a rate that pace way my bedtime
I rock the mic some brothers I know
I they flow, psych

I'm 'em
'em

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

But so what? I just max I'm playin' the sax
And take the to the climax
Yo, Cool J, never go astray
I'm funky you can hear me at the Way

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

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

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

They try to get with this, to me that's an
Boys mess with an adult, that's too difficult
I enter a giant sayin' fee fi foe fum
Then rock the until it's pandemonium

I'm 'em
Yo E, 'em

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

Emcee, like one of the two
Break him into 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 my kingdom and you cry as men bring
Gifts to the prince of excellence and
Alarm rings, you wake up, and you're convinced

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

I'm 'em

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