Luyện nghe bài hát Jack The Ripper

Milky, and I'm
My ace in the was this brand new track
slow it up and speed it up and now you're gonna eat it up
Listen to the funky beat, my is gonna beat it up
I did it, but the devil make me
I did it for the suckers who tried to and bake me
Proving a point that I'm a joint
You can roll me up and puff me, and then anoint
Your with oil--lots of oil
it run like water, watch it boil
'Cause I made 'em it, made 'em say it
Made 'em okay it, 'em obey it---huh!
Prince of the growl is on the
How you me now punk? You living foul
Here's what my is, kill is what my aim is
A up rapper needs a washer, my name is--

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

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

Jack the Ripper, a man, not a
A-k-a James Todd
like penitentiary steel
Breaking necks while I my sex appeal
girls in the house, see'mon
Home girls in the house, it up
You gotta to get hotter
Moving and grooving, and 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
him and slap him up inside of a van
While you're doing your I want you to make moves
No one out thought you could do
You my name and my game and what I'm here to do
people, lemme see if you can dance to--

it down! x3
Yo Bob, show old school sucker 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, the cool without the A.Y.
I to ride the groove because the groove is smooth
It me move and I'll improve
As it on, as it flows on
you see me, don't ask if the show's on
How that sound? came around, playing me close, brown
Pull on my jock to be
You need to down, way down, because you're low down
Do that dance, the prince of rap is gonna throw
Aiming to please while I'm killing
I'm gonna keep on hitting you with LPs
Day after day day
Tou smashed in the face by the of Cool J

I'm a beast on the microphone, a stalker
A killing machine, a savage street
Jason an axe, but I put it on wax
To eradicate the who thought I had relaxed
The prince of hip hop, straight Queens
Kicking it mean, it clean
And you've never anybody rock the party
All you funky beataholics, beats Bacardi
I go to the show, and terrorize emcees, don't you
Moving my like I'm playing the piano
touch the dial, don't change the channel
Don't let me hear you say I debonair
I'm better than any out there
As a matter of fact, can't compare
When I rocking the mic people and stare, at..