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 it up and now you're 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 point that I'm a serious
You can me up and puff me, and then I'll anoint
head with oil--lots of oil
Make it run water, watch it boil
I made 'em play it, made 'em say it
Made 'em it, made 'em obey it---huh!
Prince of the growl is on the
How you like me now punk? You foul
Here's what my game is, is what my aim is
A washed up rapper needs a washer, my is--

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

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

Jack the Ripper, a man, not a
A-k-a James Todd
Hard like steel
Breaking while I flex my sex appeal
girls in the house, see'mon
Home girls in the house, it up
You gotta to get hotter
and grooving, and always improving a lot of
People don't how nice 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
While you're doing your dance I want you to moves
No one out there thought you do
You my name and my game and what I'm here to do
Party people, see if you can dance to--

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

"How Ya Like Me Now?" I'm getting
I'm double platinum, I'm watching you get
Check out the way I say my, my, play my
J on the back, behind the cool the A.Y.
I to ride the groove because the groove is smooth
It makes me move and I'll
As it goes on, as it on
you see me, don't ask if the show's on
How that sound? came around, playing me close, brown
Pull on my to be down
You need to stay down, way down, because you're low
Do that dance, the prince of rap is gonna throw
Aiming to please while I'm killing
I'm keep on hitting you with rough LPs
Day after day day
Tou smashed in the face by the of Cool J

I'm a on the microphone, a night stalker
A killing machine, a savage talker
with an axe, but I put it on wax
To eradicate the who thought I had relaxed
The of hip hop, straight from Queens
Kicking it mean, keeping it
And you've never seen anybody the party
All you funky beataholics, beats Bacardi
I go to the show, and terrorize emcees, don't you
my hand like I'm playing the piano
Don't touch the dial, don't change the
Don't let me hear you say I ain't
I'm better than any out there
As a of fact, suckers can't compare
I rocking the mic people stop and stare, at..