Luyện nghe bài hát Move On

(laughing) yeah, coming to you like, yeah, you another one of those,
Flavorishis, mackadoshis, sour cream and type flavor.

I rule the world like kurtis blow my afro blown
I'm torn out the frame, drunk stagger like ned the wino
For black albino, I'm like on vinyle
The type of antidope shit you have to keep away my nose
And I'm the, rhymer, check my steez
My vocals are like vaginas, wet an mc's when open
My identities, blows facilities to ememies test these abilities
I'm rugged, I pack a 24 studded, karrot automatic, 45 slugger
So thee alarm, when your tv is on, I react freakin' to songs
When bitches see me perform, say I strickly brake vertibraes
Bones back, chinky eyed japs I blow states off the map
Just by eye

Don't get it twisted and if you do, you best to move on on
"rock, rock on" - (x4)

sermon:
Yeah, I down things for the moment, what?
Paying my for them fake ass crews (yeah)
Who be claimin' to be the y'all stop
Gimmicks, hard core for an image
I'm stompin' 'em the beast 'em
Brain damage is caused, drop they drawers to the ground
I be's the effect wrecks, rhyme skills be shooting off like two black

Somebody stop me I'm smoking like
Shut mouth, he's a bad, uh, like shaft
The e-double bring the dopest material, way out type
Alcoholic whisky funk for your sissys (word up)
Huh, I take it to the streets, if you can't run up on my turf get some

I let one nigga slide in 93, but year, he's fuckin' history

(x4)

Strick nine rules the mind on the verge of
Blood starts to boil like a lyrical combustion,
Insane no pressure no pain, niggas falling off strain to maintain
be killing me, trying to preach to me, teach to me
I got a phd in
You got bachelors and your masters in the field of dramatics
The are bringing the static from the attic, so cock your automatics
I've had it up to here, you are in danger
You better stand clear, no hugs no love and kiss america
They just ain't for this, cause I'm nice as shit
Niggas be having fits, the squad of def be hits after hits
And what's goin' on in your I can feel it
Tremors in the body has caused for the

(x4)

You know what I'm things is hot in the tunnel out in here you know
I'm sayin'? ah, n-y-c streets is love, it's hot in the summer, um,
Spring, winter and fall things are just lovely, sweet & sour sauce.
This feel this. I feel you.