Luyện nghe bài hát Jack The Ripper

Milky, and I'm
My ace in the hole was this new track
I'ma slow it up and speed it up and now gonna eat it up
Listen to the beat, my tongue is gonna beat it up
I did it, but the didn't make me
I did it for the suckers who to shake and bake me
Proving a that I'm a serious joint
You can roll me up and puff me, and then I'll
Your head with of oil
Make it run water, watch it boil
'Cause I made 'em it, made 'em say it
Made 'em okay it, 'em obey it---huh!
Prince of the is on the prowl
How you like me now You living foul
Here's what my game is, is what my aim is
A washed up rapper needs a washer, my name

Jack the
Jack-Jack-Jack the
Jack-Jack, Jack-Jack, Jack-Jack, Jack the
Hercules!

Back for the payback, I say that
I heard your new jam, I play that
It ain't loud punk, it ain't hitting
This year you tried, year you're quitting
Last year you I was dying out
But again, and again, and without a doubt
It's the boogie, the earthquake sound
it up and play it so they hear it all around
I do it up rough, tough, I bluff
And this is an of funky stuff
When you want to hits, you make 'em like this
They ain't this they don't hit, they miss
a strong record, a record for the strong
For those who appreciate real rap
Listen how I won't allow myself to go off
Stay back, I got the power,

Jack the Ripper, a man, not a
A-k-a Todd Smith
Hard like penitentiary
Breaking while I flex my sex appeal
girls in the house, see'mon
Home in the house, give it up
You gotta want to get
Moving and grooving, and always a lot of
People don't know how I am
sleeping, so now I gotta slice my man
Like ham in a pan, wrap him up in
Kidnap him and slap him up of a van
you're doing your dance I want you to make moves
No one out there thought you do
You know my name and my game and I'm here to do
Party people, lemme see if you can to--

it down! x3
Yo Bob, show that old school sucker punk what hip hop is boy

"How Ya Like Me Now?" I'm busier
I'm double platinum, I'm you get dizzier
Check out the way I say my, my, play my
J on the back, behind the without the A.Y.
I love to ride the groove because the is smooth
It makes me move and I'll
As it goes on, as it on
When you see me, ask if the show's on
How that sound? Don't came around, playing me close,
on my jock to be down
You to stay down, way down, because you're low down
Do that dance, the prince of rap is gonna down
Aiming to while I'm killing emcees
I'm gonna keep on you with rough LPs
Day after day day
Tou smashed in the face by the of Cool J

I'm a beast on the microphone, a stalker
A killing machine, a savage street
Jason an axe, but I put it on wax
To eradicate the suckers who thought I had
The prince of hip hop, straight Queens
Kicking it mean, it clean
And you've never seen anybody rock the
All you funky beataholics, beats Bacardi
I go to the show, and terrorize emcees, don't you
Moving my like I'm playing the piano
Don't touch the dial, don't the channel
let me hear you say I ain't debonair
I'm better than any out there
As a matter of fact, suckers compare
When I the mic people stop and stare, at..