Luyện nghe bài hát Droppin Em

Just Pauline, you all in

Brace yourself, I'm the ace grace
I'ma win the and make you feel disgrace
In any case, yo, I'm movin' a steeplechase
MC soldiers face

Now step off, I need for my takeoff
My custom 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 skip the
You and your cronies need to jump on a

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 the master taught the grasshopper

gettin' warmer, I'ma transform a
Regular into a barnstormer
Try to jump, bump you, chump, my job is thorough
Any MC, state city or borough'll get

I drop a sandbag
Serious as the mob, I don't tag
Best of the batch, no man can up
Hoes can't be passed, a battle's a

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

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

I'm 'em
'em

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

But so what? I max like I'm playin' the sax
And take the crowd to the
Yo, Cool J, I'll go astray
I'm funky you can hear me at the Way

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

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

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

They try to get this, to me that's an insult
Boys shouldn't mess an adult, that's too difficult
I enter a giant sayin' fee fi foe fum
Then rock the auditorium until pandemonium

I'm 'em
Yo E, 'em

Don't sleep, I'ma go deeper
All you sleepers, I'm The Reaper
My are rising, the angle's gettin' steeper
I Mussolini Martini so I'ma sweep a

Emcee, he's one of the two
Break him fragments right in front of you
Mic check one, two, is too
My rhymes are monumental an instrumental

In the I had to enter
Tormentor, mentor, and inventor
Of lyrics, so all you
It'll echo in your dreams at night when you a

awakening, you can't do anything
You my kingdom and you cry as men bring
Gifts to the prince of and magnificence
Alarm rings, you wake up, and you're convinced

That the crew invader, soloist
evader of ducks, concert crusader
Is bad, my the circuit breaker
up the world, acre by acre

I'm 'em

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