Luyện nghe bài hát Get It Together

One-two-one-two it on
to the shit because we kick it until dawn
Listen to the got it going on
Listen to the ladies on and let me spawn
All your eggs you you go up the river
Listen to the abstract that freaky
I'm ad rock and I and I tick and I tock
And I can't with the body rock
See I've got heart John Starks
mad sparks
me the mic
And be rocking the whole park
I'm the m to the see to the a and a must
The rhymes that we bust on the on lust
And my is not butt, but fuck it
Let me get to the rhythm
Yes I'm getting funky and I'm all my jism
Like Holmes, the x-rated nigga
Listen to the shit 'cause I'm the ill
Nobody's any bigger than this

Ad down with the ione
Listen to the shit because of them is boney
Got to do it this like chachi and joanie
she's the cheese and I'm the macaroni
So why all the fight and why all the
Because I got no dust
Yea, you know I'm getting
I've got a hazel and a grandma tilly
Grand royalprez and I'm a member
Born on the in the month of November
I do the patty in case you don't remember
Well, I freak a funky beat like the was in a blender
Well, I'm long gone word is
Don't need a mother fucking telling me right from wrong
I don't think I'm slick nor do I like I'm hard
But I shall drive the lane I was evan bernhard
And I've working on my because life is taxing
Got to get it together and see happening

I go one two my name was biz mark
But I had to do the just let me embark
On the and the noun and the verb
Let's kick the shit off 'cause yo, I'm not the
Well, it's not the herb but the spice the flavor to spare
Tho moog with the funk for your
While on that topic, yes I like to mention
When it to boning I'm representing
Spacing, zoning, on the phone and
My brain is roaming and I don't where it's going
Talking lots of shit a little tweaking on the
I've got to get him by the because I know that I'm freaking
Well, I'm a funky skull and I'm a
And when I get my I'm dr on the go
So q-tip, you on the mic for
Because I had to talk about the times that I
And when m.c.s come in my face, I'm mace
Because I them off with the quills
Nigga 'cause I tell you, 'cause I'll keep you under prills
on nine one one sixteenth ave off the farmes boulevard

I'm from m.c.a.'s from brooklyn
Yea, m.c.a., your be cooking
mantis on the court and I can't be beat
So, yo tip, what's up the boot on your feet
I've got the on the toes and this is how it goes
Oh one two, oh my god
One two, oh my god, got some shit
I've got the fu grip behind my green trap kit
Never ever smoking crack
ever ever fucking wack
I eat the pineapple now & laters
to me now, don't listen to me later
Fuck it 'cause I know I didn't it fuckin' rhyme for real
But, yo I'm as hard as steel
Gonna get it together, watch it, gonna get it ma bell
I'm like ma bell, I've got the ill

Ma bell, got the ill
Ma bell, got the ill
Ma bell, got the ill
Ma
it on and on