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 soldiers about

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

Whipper snapper back up for comin' up
I plan to a MC and kidnap 'em
Phony, so skip the
You and your cronies need to on a pony

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

Just gettin' warmer, transform a
rhyme into a barnstormer
Try to jump, bump you, chump, my job is thorough
Any MC, state city or get ragged

I drop a sandbag
as the mob, I don't play 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 like a
But when it's time for battles, [Incomprehensible] jacked or
It's a thrill to a run of the mill Bill with my skill

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

I'm 'em
'em

Yo, all in, stiff as a mannequin
I'm sharp as a pen and I'ma discipline
I get like it's two of me
Evidently, I'm hated by a few

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

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

are terror struck, I'ma run amuck
'Cause your suck, you made a record on potluck
Just a toy boy, stop my convoy
Rhymes I said year were just decoys

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

They try to get with this, to me an insult
Boys shouldn't mess with an adult, that's too
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 Reaper
My rhymes are rising, the gettin' steeper
I hated Mussolini Martini so sweep a

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

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

Rude awakening, you do anything
You enter my and you cry as men bring
Gifts to the of excellence and magnificence
Alarm rings, you wake up, and you're convinced

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

I'm 'em

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