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 abstract got it on
Listen to the ladies come on and let me
All your then you you go up the river
Listen to the abstract freaky nigga
I'm ad and I shock and I tick and I tock
And I can't stop with the rock
See I've got heart like Starks
mad sparks
me the mic
And I'll be the whole park
I'm the m to the see to the a and a must
The rhymes we bust on the topic on lust
And my moms is not butt, but it
Let me get to the rhythm
Yes I'm getting funky and I'm all my jism
Like John Holmes, the x-rated
to the shit 'cause I'm the ill figure
Nobody's getting any than this

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

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

I'm manhattan m.c.a.'s from brooklyn
Yea, m.c.a., shit be cooking
Praying mantis on the court and I can't be
So, yo tip, what's up with the on your feet
got the timbos on the toes and this is how it goes
Oh one two, oh my god
One two, oh my god, I've got shit
I've got the fu grip behind my green trap kit
Never ever smoking crack
Never ever ever fucking
I eat the fuckin' now & laters
Listen to me now, don't listen to me
Fuck it 'cause I I didn't make it fuckin' rhyme for real
But, yo technically I'm as 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