Luyện nghe bài hát Droppin Em

Just Pauline, you all in

Brace yourself, I'm the ace with
I'ma win the race and you feel disgrace
In any case, yo, I'm movin' a steeplechase
MC about face

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

snapper back up for comin' crap up
I plan to a MC and kidnap 'em
Phony, so the baloney
You and your cronies to jump on a pony

And roll, 'cause you're just a
When it was for rap school, you musta played hooky
I'm the show-stopper, your are improper
I'ma you like the master taught the grasshopper

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

I like a sandbag
Serious as the mob, I play tag
of the batch, no man can catch up
Hoes can't be passed, a battle's a

I flip lyrics, like a
And avoid combat a diplomat
But when it's time for battles, [Incomprehensible] jacked or
a thrill to drill 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 they flow, psych

I'm 'em
'em

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

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

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

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

I'm like a fox, you me like chicken pox
I'm back with a style unorthodox
You musta had a full of bull
I'm like The Hulk, with bulk, I'm powerful

They try to get this, to me that's an insult
Boys mess with an adult, that's too difficult
I enter like a sayin' fee fi foe fum
Then rock the auditorium until it's

I'm 'em
Yo E, 'em

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

Emcee, like one of the two
him into fragments right in front of you
Mic check one, two, is too
My rhymes are monumental an instrumental

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

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

That the crew invader, exterminator
Greater of ducks, concert crusader
Is bad, my nickname's the breaker
Eatin' up the world, by acre

I'm 'em

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